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Well I'm upper-upper class high society,
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Gods' gift to ballroom noteriety,
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And my ballrooms always filled
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the event is never small
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The social pages say I've got the
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biggest balls of all
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I've Got big balls, I've Got big balls,
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They're such big balls, they're dirty big balls,
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And he's got big balls, and she's got big balls,
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But we've got the biggest - balls of them all.
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And my ballrooms always bouncing
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and my ballrooms always full
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And everybody comes and comes again.
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If your name is one the guest list
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no one can take you higher
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Everybody says I've got great balls of fire.
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Some balls are held for charity
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and some for fancy dress,
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But when they're held for pleasure
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they're the balls that I like best
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My balls are always bouncing
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from the left and to the right
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It's my belief that my big balls
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should be held every night
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