• Once a month, you become a slave Yeah, to a tidal wave Body's inner clock Could mess up your frock Panty Smile's a lovely thing It conceals everything You can wear it In the high street Body contoured Very discreet And the comfort You won't believe For the top sheet It's a dry weave

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