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Miss Hanaga is a terrible flirtShe looks like sugar, she talks like dirtTake off your trousersYou'll lose your shirt to Miss HanagaAll the women call her slutWhile all the men try to knock on her doorShe's got somethingShe knows what it's called, Miss HanagaShe's someone in between lover and wifeShe's independent in love with lifeShe'll rub her ropeShe'll show you her knife, Miss HanagaSome call her animal, some just sighThey call it low and come back highFrom their dreamsWhen they've been there to crown, oh, Miss HanagaThe women hate herThe man who would dareMen they are curious but never go nearNo man has ever seen the trace of a tear on Miss HanagaMiss Hanaga is a wonderful flirtShe looks like sugar, she talks like dirtTake off your trousersYou'll lose your shirt to Miss Hanaga From Letras Mania