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Trial by Jury of Her Peers (or oglers)

Barrister embarrassed bare assed take off but not strip Sir William S. Gilbert again


When I,dear friend, first became a slut

I started withso much passion

But unlike the whores who lewdly strut

My clothing was well out of fashion.

I’d bras and thongs and minis very short,

Tube tops that displayed my boobies,

Intimate teddies in which to cavort:

Such gear often worn by newbies.

Chorus .

She’d intimate teddies in which to cavort:

Such gear often worn by newbies.

At Nick’s Strip Bar I danced a dance

As I clung lewdly to the brass pole.

For I knew in my heart this was my chance

To get into a customer’sbank roll.

Oh, I had flashed many men before

While appearing on that rude stage,

But I really had to make my score

And become the latest nude rage.

Chorus .

She really had to make her score

And become the latest nude rage

A rich attorney, he jumped for joy

When he saw what I was displaying.

Many fine nights I would enjoy,

Said he, with many I’d be playing.

Jewels and fine clothes would all be mine

There was only one tiny condition:

Once I had signed on the bottom line

I’d agreed tototal submission.

Chorus .

Once she had signed on the bottom line

She agreed to her total submission.

I was captivated by this generous deal

As on me finery was lavished.

I wore clothes which did reveal

And by many men I was ravished.

But all my clothes were set aside

Neatly hung and smartly pressed.

As my naked skin I must not hide

More appreciated when undressed.

Chorus .

Her naked skin she must not hide

More appreciated when undressed.

At length I became a talented tart

Appealing to sexual depravity.

I soon found the way to a man’s heart

Was via a woman’s every cavity.

That’s was how I found my one true love,

One whosewealth nonecould surpass.

For I loved him below as well as above

In my mouth, pussy and my ass.

Chorus

For she loved him below as well as above

In her mouth, pussy and her ass.

For now I’m a wife

Chorus .

And a hot wife too

For now I’m a wife

Chorus

And a hot wife too

We'd avoidedpre-nupstrife

SoI'll remain hiswife

Thus I'm set for life.

Chorus

And a hot life too!

( pianissimo )

It was managed by a job

And a hot job too

It was managed by a job

And a hot job too

With the rich I did hobnob

And a richman I did rob.

But that’s part of a wife’s job.

And a hot job too!
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