See That Girl

Lyrics

See that girl The one with the golden earrings on She's got a mouth That leaves no doubt about What she wants done See that girl See her peek-a-boo blouse I'd kill to get that girl's telephone number I've just got to find her house See that girl That girl (See that girl) See that girl That girl See that girl She has on some kind of exotic French perfume It precedes her by a heartbeat Whenever she walks in the room She's got an arm full of bracelets She's got a hand full of rings She's got two or three miles of long, long legs She's all wrapped up in this sexy spandex thing See that girl That girl (See that girl) See that girl That girl She's ruthless, she's shocking Everybody stares She checks the seams in her stockings The girl she just don't care She comes to the party With her dress slit up to here She's got on some kind of Vampire fingernail polish She's making it abundantly clear The boys go pale The little girls grit their teeth It's very, very obvious When she bends down She ain't wearing nothing underneath Nothing underneath See that girl That girl (See that girl) See that girl (See that girl)