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Three little socialites are we, Wicky Wacky Wooing militarily, Pleasing four-star gen'rals with our bonhomie – Three little socialites. To any four-star we will give our all. In our circles that's called protocol And, like as not, involves alcohol – Three little socialites. One has a lovely upper-story, A big, buxom, bosom promontory – One has a perfectly padded bottom, Rather rare, not too many's got 'em – One is a tad insatiable, And to tipsy gen'rals "irreplayshable" – Three little socialites. Three little socialites are we. To those with four stars we all are free – To lower ranks we are parasites – Three little socialites.
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