Fill In The Blanks Lyrics

Fill In The Blanks lyrics

You might think you want to hold me

 You might like to think that you'd like to scold me

 Even believe that you could control me

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 You fantasize you'd like to get me alone

 Do you imagine that you could own me?

 Well that's a weakness that I've outgrown

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 You silly little man

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 Get down and kneel

 Turn on your heel

 'Cos my ideal is more genteel

 

 And I won't be told be new recruits

 Not to drop my "aitches"

 Or to show my roots

 'Cos you're not fit to lick

 my lovely little leather boots

 What's the matter are you queer?

 Or isn't that what you wanted to hear?

 

 On your imitation leather sofa

 In your knocked-off suit

 And your penny loafers

 And a foreign film that you had such hopes for

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 Adjani, Dalle and Fanny Ardant

 He says "All those French birds give me a hard-on"

 Suffer me as I beg to differ while you beg their pardon

 

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 You silly little man

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 Get down and kneel

 Turn on your heel

 'Cos my ideal is more genteel

 Fill him in now!