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Oh,
you gentlemen may brag,
You may think yourselves the wag,
You may mock the very girls that you've waylaid;
You may think it's just good fun
When some virgin is undone,
You may mock her gentle innocence betrayed;
But these young girls are naive,
And in sweet dreams still believe
That you gentlemen are gentlemen at all;
Your sophisticated ways,
And seductive turn of phrase,
Are deceits that lure these girls to their downfall.
But beware of the woman who knows men are cheats, ‹
The dangerous woman who scorns your conceits;
And beware of her charms, though you'll long to succumb,
For you'll squirm in obedience under her thumb!
And though she'll tantalise and enrapture your heart,
Yet her long, cruel nails will still tear it apart, ‹
And for all Womankind the revenge will be sweet,
As you whimper and cringe like a dog at her feet!
Oh, you gentlemen may scoff,
You may try and laugh it off,
You may snigger now and scorn my good advice;
Oh! Dismiss it if you will,
And abuse us women still,
But you gentlemen will surely pay the price;
For this woman's growing wise
To your treachery and lies,
And you gentlemen will suffer what's in store;
For she's seen the table's turned,
And she's seen you fellows spurned, ‹
And the time's now come to settle-up the score!
So, beware of the woman who knows men are cheats,
The dangerous woman who scorns your conceits;
And beware of her charms, though you'll long to succumb,
For you'll squirm in obedience under her thumb!
And though she'll tantalise and enrapture your heart,
Yet her long, cruel nails will still tear it apart,
And for all Womankind the revenge will be sweet,
As you whimper and cringe like a dog at her feet!
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