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She's from the South Bay, she loves to quote Hemmingway.
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She vacuums the house in her high heels her lingerie.
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Dad's an engineer, Mom likes to interfere.
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And every night it's a bottle of white to hold her tight and mask her
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fears.
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Oooooh ... Ooooooh
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But she's my queen, she's my Marilyn.
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And I'm her Joe Di Maggio ... aha...
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She's my queen.
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She does up her hair, a monogamous affair.
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Where the dinner conversation is of sex and Molieve.
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Than it's back to her flat above the Laundromat.
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Where she'll teach you how to fuck like an acrobat
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Oooooh ... Ooooooh
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But she's my queen, she's my Marilyn.
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And I'm her Joe Di Maggio ... aha...
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She's my queen.
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She'll flash that angel Devil grin
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And wait for worship to begin.
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But she's my queen, she's my Marilyn.
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And I'm her Joe Di Maggio ... aha...
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She's my queen.