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She meets you at the door She greets you back from war She reads out loud She feeds them kraut She leads the local scouts Her breed is fading out They flee the town about Her sheets are tight Her deeds a sight Her creed a candle bright Oh Laura's neat She's oh so sweet She'd never miss a beat But Laura's bleak Immensely meek She turns the other cheek Oh Laura's chic Elle a l'air Belgique Her lips c'est magnifique But Laura's weak Plays hide and seek And never climbs her peak So where was Pete last night? His tweed's not looking right He loves Lou Reed He spreads his seed He trades in trick or treat Oh Laura's neat She's oh so sweet She'd never miss a beat But Laura's bleak Immensely meek She turns the other cheek Oh Laura's chic Elle a l'air Belgique Her lips c'est magnifique But Laura's weak Plays hide and seek And never climbs her peak Get on you feet Don't overheat You won't defeat her in your sleep Make him mincemeat Draw juice of beet Your seat is not that cheap You'll meet and greet Miss Wonder White Wheat Delete the pleat retreat Now get on you feet Get on your feet