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She is searching for A secret love affair She hopes to find it On the street Do not care about the Words of moralisers Immaculate conception Should it be She can't control her Abnormal inclination But she found a congenial fellow Fellows in misery Fellows in misery Rutting suitors are Standing around They'll go along with Whatever she wants But she prefers a cooch to eat She likes to feel a butterfly queen She can't control her Abnormal inclination But she found a congenial fellow Fellows in misery Fellows in misery They get down to practice Their ferocious games These little ladies are going insane Taking the chance and feeling so nice Ecstasy, maltreated bodies brutalised by spite She can't control her Abnormal inclination But she found a congenial fellow Fellows in misery Fellows in misery She can't control her Abnormal inclination But she found a congenial fellow Fellows in misery Fellows in misery