| She can’t help it, the girl can’t help it
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| She can’t help it, the girl can’t
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| Now if she walks by, the men folks get engrossed
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| If she winks an eye, bread slice turn to toast
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| Now if she’s got a lot of what they call the most
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| You know the girl can’t help it, she was born to please
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| And if she’s got a figure made to squeeze, yeah
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| Now, won’t you kindly be aware, the girl can’t help it
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| Now if she mesmerizes every mother’s son
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| Now if she’s smiling, beefsteak become well done
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| Now yeah, she makes grandpa feel like he’s twenty-one
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| Oh yeah
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| The girl can’t help it, she was born to please
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| And if she’s got a figure made to squeeze, yeah
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| Now won’t you kindly be aware, the girl can’t help it
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| Ow-ow-ow
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| Oh, sock it to me, baby
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| Ooh, my soul |