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It's amazing how pretty
You looked on that night.
Your skirt was so short
And your top was so tight.
I bought you a drink
And we danced on the floor,
We pulled and you came back
To mine for some more.
Your skirt ended up
On the living room chairs,
And your top and your bra --
They came off on the stairs.
And though you looked fit
With your clothes on...
Man, I was a fool
'Cause you look like shit
When you wear nothing at all

All the clothes you wore
Looked a million dollars,
But the body beneath --
It looks just like Rick Waller's.
The makeup you wear
Is a clever disguise
To hide your mustache
And the squint in your eyes.
Your cellulite's dreadful,
You're covered in zits and
Your stomach's about
As defined as quicksand.
If I'm being honest your tits
Are unacceptably small.
So you look like shit
When you wear nothing at all.

When we went back to mine
I was up for a shag:
In the bedroom I realized --
You're a dumpy old slag.
Your pubes reach your navel
And they cover your thighs.
Didn't know they made arses that size.
When we met on that night
I can swear that I never
Would've guessed you're
A female Andrew Lloyd Weber.
The hair on your chest's
A bit endocrinlological.
And you look like shit
When you wear nothing at all.

Your teeth are all yellow
With bloody great gaps, so
Your face is a picture
By Pablo Picasso.
I can see that your arse
Has its own gravitational pull.
And you look like shit
When you wear nothing at all.


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