You might think you need a beauty queen
You might want a California dream
Some guys fancy a Monroe lookalike
But my girl sends me higher than a rocket
What's her name
What's her game
Sounds the same
She comes walkin' down the street
Yo Frankie
She's all right with me
You might want a movie star type
I don't go for that show business hype
You might seek an uptown debutante
But my girl got me smack dab in her pocket
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All that powder, perfume and paint
Makes me wonder some girls are what they ain't
She's specializin' on the heart and soul
I feel like a king in every way
You might want an assertive go-getter
You might think you need a cool jet-setter
Some girl's father who owns DuPont
But my girl moves me, got a Rolex in her socket
Chorus
Writer(s): Dion Di Mucci
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