Well, Yeah, Well,
Oh Yeah,
She Was A Fine Girl
She Could Get Down Wit De Get Down
All De Way Down
She Do Yer Laundry
She Change A Tire
Chop A Little Wood For De Fire
Poke It Around... If It Died Down
Oh Yeah
She Was A Fine Girl
She Go Up In The Mornin'
She Go Down In The Evenin'... All De Way Down
She Do The Dishes
If You Wishes
Silverware Too
Make It Look Brand New... When She Get Through
Oh Yeah,
She Was A Fine Girl
Outa This World
Well, Yeah, Well, Yeah, Well, Yeah, Well
Oh Yeah
She Was A Fine Girl
She Could Get Down Wit De Get Down
All De Way Down
She Do Your Laundry
She Change A Tire
Chop A Little Wood For De Fire
Poke It Around... If It Died Down
Oh Yeah
She Was A Fine Girl
With A Lovely Smile
With A Bucket On Her Head
Fulla Water From De Well
She Could Run A Mile
Oh Yeah
She Wouldn't Spill A Drop
It'd Stay On Top
Hre Head Was Kinda Flat
But Her Hair Covered That
She Was A Fine Girl
Didn't Need No School
She Was Built Like A Mule
With A Thong Sandal
Well, Wasn't No Kinda Job She Could Not Handle
She Could Get Down... Wit De Get Down
All De Way Down
We Need Some More Like Dat, In Dis Kinda Town
We Need Some More Like Dat, In Dis Kinda Town
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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