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Are You Happy With Your Life
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Car Crash
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If I Was Your Man
I Was a Teenage Sex Kitten
I Wrote This Song for You
The Day I Won the Lottery
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One More Time
Out of the Blue
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Sometimes I Understand You
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Sweetest Thing
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Belly Dancer

I once tried to romance a
Beautiful belly dancer
By stripping down to my pants and
Shaking it all about

I offered her satisfaction
With my hula hoop action
But I ended up in traction
I put my back right out

But I could tell by the way she smiled while she danced
That maybe I had a chance
And I knew I had to make her mine
Make the jewel in her tummy button really shine, so

I vowed I wouldn't take no for an answer
From my gorgeous belly dancer
So I decided to take a chance and
Took my Y-fronts off

I danced and made everything shake
I danced and gave it all that it could take
But then I think I felt something break
And now it hurts when I cough

But I could tell by the way she smiled while she danced
That maybe I had a chance
And I knew I had to make her mine
Make the jewel in her tummy button really shine, so

I'm in love with my belly dancer
And all the questions I can't answer
Like how do you make your hips do that
And why doesn't Turkish Delight make you fat
And, if I pulled your tassles would your skirt unwrap?

I decided to give it one more try
I jiggled and wiggled my badly bruised thighs
She laughed so much I thought she'd cry
She said "oh come over here"

I limped over to her she gasped and cringed
I said "Don't worry, I'm not too badly injured",
She said, "No it's just that bits of you are ginger"
And she started to cry real tears
And so did I

But I could tell by the way she ran out the room That she wouldn't be back soon
And now I know I can't make her mine
Or the jewel in her tummy button really shine,

I'm in love with my belly dancer
And all the questions I can't answer
Like, how do you make your hips do that
And, if I pulled your tassles would your skirt unwrap?

© Johnny Jet 2007



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