| She’s the prettiest girl and town and she sure knows it
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| The way she walks and the way she talks sure shows it
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| I hate that stuck-up so-and-so
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| But there’s one thing I gotta know
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| Where does she live, what’s her number and
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| How can I meet her?
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| She comes on like she’s so high-classed and well-bred
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| But I never saw a girl with such a swelled head
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| She’s got herself a mighty long wait
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| If she thinks I’ll ask her for a date
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| But, where does she live, what’s her number and
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| How can I meet her?
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| Spoken:
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| She’s in love with herself; |
| you know the kind
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| Always puttin' on airs!
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| The guys in town all think she’s a Mona Lisa
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| And she’s got 'em all goin' out of their way to please her
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| Whatever they see’s a mystery
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| ‘Cause she don’t do a thing to me
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| But where 's she live, what’s her number and
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| How can I meet her?
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| How can I meet her?
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| How can I meet her? |