Mademoiselle Murray Head

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Mademoiselle remembers too well
How once she was belle of the ball
Now the past she sadly recalls
Mademoiselle lived in grand hotels
Ordered clothes by Chanel and Dior
Millionaires queued at her door

Oh, she pleased them and teased them
She hooked them and squeezed them
Until like their empires they'd fall
She very soon learned
That the more love she spurned
The more power she yearned
Until she was belle of the ball

Oh, Mademoiselle, such a soft machiavel
Would play bagatelle with the hearts of young men as
They fell
Mademoiselle would hide in her shell
Could then turn cast a spell on any girl
That got in her way

She would crave all attention
Men would flock to her side
Woe betide any man who ignored
For she'd feign such affection
Then break down their pretension
When she'd won she would turn away
Turn away, thoroughly bored