Fine Girl Lyrics

She was the finest girl i've ever seen see her face in a magazine and ironically I knew her when sincerity was in her grin and she had this power that was within possessing men was commonplace and one good look into her eyes and the look on her face as she smiled when I fell and her walk - all over me and her talk - behind my back was just about all I could take of her new personality and all the money in the world couldn't buy her a new personality and all the magazine covers couldn't buy her a new personality