text: Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while
  Lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style
  Its a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny
  Wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile
  Miss Moneypenny
  Miss Moneypenny, oh
  Miss Moneypenny
  Miss Moneypenny, oh
  Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice
  Feel the atmosphere, its gently laced with nicotine and spice
  Its a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary
  Only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice
  Miss Moneypenny
  Miss Moneypenny, oh
  Miss Moneypenny
  Miss Moneypenny, oh
  Every job he saves the girl
  Martini, mobile phone
  Bastards getting in his way
  Theyre all pushing daisies
  All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl
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