Oh, she’s just like a (poodle in stilettos)
She’s knows just where to step
And there’s no doubting that at night
She’s barely ever (slept)

She’s been in everyone’s hands
I must say, she’s everywhere
Her heart has (almost) been thrown around
As much as her underwear

I can hear the clanking of (god knows what)
In the hotel room beside mine
The noises pushes their way into the most
Outrageously late times

And I just wish I could tell you that
She’s not that little angel that,
(leaves you breathless)
At least not in (that way) you say
She’s setting you up for an episode of
(the Young and the Restless)

I don’t know why she dresses herself
when her clothes always end up (on the floor)
Don’t believe that it’s just the cramps
When she says she’s feeling a little (sore)

I wish you knew that she was a sin
But she’s such an (angel) in the sun light
She’ll dance with you in the afternoon
But she’ll be dancing (on stage) by night

I’m ashamed to say this (happily)
It might be tough to hear, but
For your own good, I must tell you
(That your girlfriend’s a big slut)

*Sorry, Jake, it's true.

 
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