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Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock,
If today, any shock they should try to stand,
Steada' landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stockings,
Was looked on as something shocking,
Now heaven knows,
Anything goes.
Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four-letter words,
Writting prose,
Anything Goes.
The world has gone mad today,
And goods bad today,
And blacks white today,
And days night today,
When most guys today,
That women prize today,
Are just silly jigalo's.
So though I'm not a great romance,
I know that I'm bound to answer,
When you propose,
Anything goes.
The world has gone mad today,
And goods bad today,
And blacks white today,
And days night today,
When most guys today,
That women prize today,
Are just silly jigalo's.
So though I'm not a great romance,
I know that I'm bound to answer,
When you propose,
Anything goes,
Anything goes.
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