Punkyoungirl Lyrics - Adam Ant Is The Blueblack Hussar Marrying The Gunner's Daughter - Adam Ant

Punky young girl you're a piece of work 

Designed to make a body hurt 

Punky young girl, well what do you know 

Got ourselves a new Bardot 

Punky young girl needs a middle aged man 

Whose midlife crisis you began 

Punky young girl, such a work of art 

Licensing each body part 

Ooh, don't wanna go yet 

Lift up your skirt, let me lick the alphabet 

Punky young girl needs a Terence Stamp 

Perfect at swinging sixties vamp 

Punky young girl in it for the craic 

Pack all your best times lying on your back 

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Oh, Punky young girl what's under there 

I hope to christ it's lingerie 

If it goes wrong, don't you look at me 

My brain don't carry responsibility 

Ooh, Punky young girl your state of mind 

Men kneel down, in front of your behind 

Punky young girl, in it for the craic 

Our work is such an aphrodisiac 

Ooh, don't want, don't wanna go yet 

Lift up your skirt, lick the alphabet 

We are, we are 

We are what we wear 

All the big names, don't have a clue 

She said, she said... 

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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels 

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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels 

She said nothing tastes as good 

She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels 

She said nothing tastes as good 

She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels 

She said nothing tastes as good 

She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels 

She said nothing tastes as good, as good 

She said nothing, she said nothing 

She said nothing tastes, nothing, no no no nothing 

As good