Marilyn Can't Play Tennis and Her Golf's a Menace...

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I can't play tennis


My golf's a menace

I just can't do the Australian crawl

And I'm no better at volleyball,
Ain't there anyone here for love?

I'm apathetic and non-athletic
I can't keep up in a marathon

I need some shoulders to lean upon.
I need a chappy to make me happy
And he don't have to be Hercules
Don't anyone know about the birds and bees?

Ain't there anyone here for love
Sweet love,
Ain't there anyone here for love?

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