I have always been a woman who arranges things
For the pleasure and the profit it derives
I have always been a woman who arranges things
Like furniture and daffodils and life
When a man with a timid tongue
Meets a girl with a diffident air
Why should the torture creatures beat around the bush
When heaven knows mother nature
Always needs a little push
So I put my hand in here
I put my hand in there
And a girl over six foot three
Love's a man who comes up to her ear
Surely it's obvious you'll never be seduced till
Sometimes
Soul condescends to give her four little boost
So I put my hand in there
I put my hand in here
I have always been a woman who arranges things
It's my duty to assist the lord up above
I have always been a woman who arranges things like
And love
My a plum at cosmetic art
Turned a trump to a trump
Lady fair she had a countenance
A little bit like scrooge
But oh today you would swear
The lord himself applied the rouge
I put my hand in there
I put my hand in here
I twist a little stir
A little him a little her a little shake a little mold
A little some poor chap gets sold
A little when I use my fist
A little some young bride gets kissed
A little pressure with their guns
Matrimony comes when I
Put my hands in the air
For when my little pinky wiggles
Some young maiden gets the giggles
Then I make my knuckles
Active my he says she's so attractive
Then I move my index digit
And they both begin to fidget
Then I clench my palm
The preacher read the sign
When I put my hand in hand
Party Tyme
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