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How's this for lyrics courtesy of Hal David:


Hey! Little Girl
Comb your hair, fix your makeup
Soon he will open the door
Don't think because there's a ring on your finger
You needn't try anymore

For wives should always be lovers too
Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
I'm warning you...

Day after day
There are girls at the office
And men will always be men
Don't send him off with your hair still in curlers
You may not see him again

For wives should always be lovers too
Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
He's almost here...

Hey! Little girl
Better wear something pretty
Something you'd wear to go to the city and
Dim all the lights, pour the wine, start the music
Time to get ready for love
Time to get ready
Time to get ready for love


Cosmopolitan
Joe Tex:

Three nights ago I was at a disco
Man, I wanted to bump, I was rarin' to go
And this big fat woman, bumped me on the floor
She was rarin' to go, that chick was rarin' to go
Then she did a dip, almost broke my hip
She was gettin' down, that chick was gettin' down
She wanted to bump some more, but I told her, "no!"
You done knocked me down once
You done knocked me down once
Said if you want to dance find you a big fat man
Y'all both can get on down, y'all both can get on down
Huh!

Chorus:

I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
Lord, I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman

Somebody take her
She's too big for me
She'll knock me down

She came over to me, snatched me out of my seat
She wanted to get on down, still wanted to get on down
I told her to go on and leave me alone
I ain't gettin' down
You done hurt my hip once
I know what you'll do
I ain't gonna bump with you!
I don't feel like gettin' down
Don't feel like gettin' down
She just shook her head at every word I said
She wanted to get on down
That woman wanted to get on down
She did that dip again and I hit the floor again
She was gettin' down, Lord, that woman was gettin' down

(Chorus)

Somebody take her, I don't want her
She done hurt my hip, she done knocked me down
Done hurt my hip, she done knocked me down
Somebody take her, I don't want her
Say Leroy! You can have this one dude
This big fat woman, dude
I don't want her






We'd never heard of PC back in the 70's.
Cosmopolitan
Reference:
I'm not sure that I do; I think of 'estate agent' and poor Suzy Lamplugh comes to mind, but that was in London. But yes, it does make you wonder.
This wasn't long after Suzy Lamplugh and the media were making assumptions based on the estate agent connection - wasn't the same fella though. Did they ever get the bloke for the SL case?
Karma_

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