Lyrics Fine Fine Frame - Thurston Harris

Fine Fine Frame

Whoa, she’s-a gotta fine, fine frame
I wonder what can be her name
She looks good to me, but all I can see
Is her fine, fine frame
How long have-a you been around?
Baby, when did you hit this big town?
I wanna scream 'cause I’ve never seen
Such a fine, fine frame
All that I have is a broken-down chair
But I would gladly make her queen on my throne
Don’t be a square, why don’t you come over here?
Together we could really be gone
Whoa, she’s-a gotta fine, fine frame
I wonder what could be her name
She looks-a good to me, but all I can see
Is her fine, fine frame
Yeah!
All that I have is a broken-down chair
But I would gladly make her queen on my throne
Don’t be a square, why don’t you come over here?
Together we could really be gone