She will make up her hair
But she can’t make up her mind
She will answer the phones
But she can’t answer her own heart

She is the kind of the girl you see
Whose smile could light the Electric City
She is the kind of the girl you know
That you could marry just to show that you care

So how are you Beesley?
Who’s getting you down?
You know that you tease me
When no one’s around everyday

Catherine Zeta flirts
Bobblehead Joe has fireworks
The boss is already out
He’ll [bad word] it up I have no doubt

She’s the kind of girl you’d adore
That you can make your famous cheese sandwich for
And dance until the music stops
Look into her eyes
Tell her how you feel

So how are you Beesley?
Who’s getting you down?
You know that you tease me
When no one’s around everyday

Oooooohhh Ooooohhh ooooohhhh

She said swaying isn’t dancing
And any idiot could tell you that I was [bad word] and what I said to her
Was so mean and then I walked away from

The girl I love
The girl I need
The girl I deeply care about
The girl I want
The girl I desire
The girl I can’t simply live without