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Look at me not my mammaries
Much as I got a push up bra for these double D’s
But please, I’m highly independent and sexy
Men only want one thing and thats really vexed me
Anyway, lets me be a highly intelligent object of their fantasy
You know me, I really don’t want the attention
I’ll settle down when I choose, grow old and get a pension
Till then I’ll take my time with my plunging necklines
Figure hugging tops, yeah I feel fine
Heck I look fine and any man can be mine
Got a waiting list for my number
So I’m gonna be wined and dined

They don’t get second looks from me
But I always get them looking
And we’ve not even spoken
But anyway, which table are we booking?

Hey good looking you wanna tell me sweet something?
Avert your eyes pervert
You aint getting nothing

They always get to me …dirty little men
On my next spend spree I’ll stuff my lips with collagen
Men, men, men
Always looking my way to deal with their end
Men, men, men
Should use a cover for their pen
But when, when, when
Will I get one of my own
Built without steroids and naturally toned

I don’t like a man that’s so full of plastic
Can’t have a ken doll – even if the platinum cards his
Cos a man’ gotta be real all the way through
If similar types attract – I’ve gotta be attracted to you

As life gleams, I’m perfect and honest
All through my life I’ve been totally modest
Men want me as their one Goddess
Well…if they didn’t...I’d tell them come out the closet