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Well she came and rang my doorbell about a quarter to one (.a.m.)
She said you called me from the service here to have some fun (yeah)
Then she took a gander at me and perused my crib
If I said I didn't want her I'd be tellin' a fib (a large one?about)

Kathleen sex machine
Kathleen don't be mean

She was an auburn haired honey of Irish descent
And though she told me more than one once I still don't know what it meant
The way she tended to my body and looked in my eyes
I got ideas into my noggin' that were most unwise I'm not sure?about

Kathleen sex machine yes or no
Kathleen wipe me clean won'tcha

She had some wild idea she could talk to the dead
But that was just a fantasy concocted in the head of

Kathleen sex machine yes or no
Kathleen don't be mean

Yeah she gave me her home number but won't pick up the phone
Does a woman in her business have to be alone
Still I got more than I paid for when she popped my zits
Heaven help me with this woman 'cause she's giving me fits

Kathleen sex machine for a fee
Kathleen don't be mean

No I can't say all I want to 'cause they'll censor it out
So the only course of action is to scream and shout

Kathleen, Kathleen, Kathleen