You're always dancing down the street
With your suede blue eyes
And every new boy that you meet
He doesn't know the real surprise

Here [bad word] again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Oh she'll make you flip
Here [bad word] again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
I kinda like the way she dips
Well she's my best friend's girl
She's my best friend's girl-irl
But she used to be mine

You've got your nuclear boots
And your drip dry glove
Oh when you bite your lip
It's some reaction to love, o-ove, o-ove
Here [bad word] again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Yeah, I think you'll flip
Here [bad word] again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Here [bad word] again
I kinda like the way
I like the way she dips
'Cause she's my best friend's girl
Well she's my best friend's girl-irl
And she used to be mine
She's so fine

You're always dancing down the street
With your suede blue eye-eyes
And every new boy that you meet
Doesn't know the real surprise

Here [bad word] again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Here [bad word] again
Oh she'll make you flip
Here [bad word] again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Here [bad word] again
I kinda like the way, I like the way she dips
'Cause she's my best friend's girl, uh
She's my best friend's girl-irl-u-irl
She used to be mine
She so fine

My best friend's girlfriend
Oh
My best friend's girlfriend
She used to be mine
My best friend's girlfriend
Yeah yeah
My best friend's girlfriend
Said she used to be mine
My best friend's girlfriend
Oh yeah yeah yeah
My best friend's girlfriend
She used to be mine
My best friend's girlfriend