The problems of the day
Fill me with dread
What is Jacob thinking?
What is in his head?
And when I stop to think
I just can't bear it
My mind goes round and round
Need someone to help me
I've got a good husband
But he's never home
He must'nt leave his studies
It really screws me up
He'll come unstuck
A woman like me needs a man
Who'll make me moan
Who'll make me his own
I'm so desparate
I'd have anyone
I'm not as ugly
As all that
I want a man whose full of beans
And takes me by the throat
If sex was on a dish
I'd eat that too
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