Scrambled Eggs

The most prettiest girl I ever saw
Served me breakfast in a Restaurant
She was very happy; very gay
Mmm I remember what I ordered those days

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Scrambled eggs
Oh my baby, how I love your legs
And the way they move in your short short skirt
And if it's not too late
By the eggs on my plate
I swear I love you

I would come back
About everyday
When she asked me my order
I knew what to say

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Scrambled eggs
Oh my baby, how I love your legs
And the way they move in your short short skirt
And if it's not too late
By the eggs on my plate
I swear I love you

For I while I wished we would dine
In her rooms of cheep pine
But my mate said I shouldn't
Because he had once dated the Harlot
But I still eat her

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Scrambled eggs
Oh my baby, how I love your legs
And the way they move in your short short skirt
And if it's not too late
By the eggs on my plate
I swear I love you