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charlotte church - the laughing song (mein herr marquis) lyrics

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my dear marquis, why must you be,
so loathe to use your eyes?
when you stop and stare
take a lot more care
and closely scrutinise.

my fingers, my ankles, my feet.
ha ha ha ha ha
how shapely and trim and pet-te.
ha ha ha ha ha
both accent and inflection,
show polish to perfection.
such graces,
are the traces of our old elite.
such graces,
are the traces of our old elite.

i marvel how a man like you,
could fail to see my blood runs blue.
what a funny, ha ha ha
situation, ha ha ha
what a startling, ha ha ha
revelation, ha ha ha ha ha
what a funny, ha ha ha
situation, ha ha ha haaaa aaaa aaa aaaa
ahhhh aaahhhhhh
marquis oh what a wag you are.

profiles they say,
give the game away.
when formed with cl-ssic grace.

if the head on view,
isn’t much to you,
then look at me side face.

what evidence more can there be? ha ha ha ha ha
i sing at soirees without fee.
bestowing my attention
with lofty condescension.
such graces,
are the traces of a pedigree.
such graces,
are the traces of a pedigree.

alls one to you though i’m afraid
because you love a parlourmaid.
what a funny, ha ha ha
situation, ha ha ha
what a startling, ha ha ha
revelation, ha ha ha ha ha

what a funny, ha ha ha
situation, ha ha ha haaaa aaaa aaa aaaaa
ahhhh aaahhhhhh ahhh aaahhh aahhh
ahhhhh aaaaahhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhh
ahhhhhaaaaahhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhh
ahhhhhaaaaahhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhh
ahhhhhaaaa
ahhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh
aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

- charlotte church lyrics

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