The Girl Friend Lyrics

The Girl Friend lyrics

[Lenny]

 My girl's the kind of girl

 For steady company.

 It's steady company

 That I prefer.

 When in the Charleston dance

 I want to bump a knee,

 I want to bump a knee

 With her.

 Homely wrecks appeal

 When their checks appeal,

 But she has sex appeal.

 Yes, sir!

 

 Isn't she cute?

 Isn't she sweet?

 She's gentle

 And mentally nearly complete.

 She's knockout,

 She's regal

 Her beauty's illegal.

 She's the girl friend!

 Take her to dance!

 Take her to tea!

 It's stunning

 How cunning this lady

 Can be.

 A look at this vision

 Will cause a collision.

 She's the girl friend!

 She is smart,

 She's refined.

 How can she be real?

 She has heart,

 She has mind.

 Hell, the girl's ideal!

 Isn't she cute?

 Isn't she sweet?

 An eyeful you'd die full

 Of pleasure to meet.

 In my funny fashion

 I'm cursed with a passion

 For the girl friend!

 

 [Mollie]

 He's very short on looks

 But long on decency.

 He's long on decency,

 He's very tame.

 But he has made an awful hit with me since he ----

 A hit with me, since he first came.

 I have seen so well

 He won't screen so well.

 He's game!

 

 Isn't he cute?

 Isn't he sweet?

 He's gentle and mentally

 Nearly complete.

 He's warm as

 An oven.

 He knows how

 To love an'

 I'm the girl friend!

 

 [Lenny]

 Take her to dance!

 Take her to tea!

 It's stunning

 How cunning this lady

 Can be.

 She ain't got

 No culture.

 She's keen as

 A vulture.

 She's the girl friend!

 

 [Mollie]

 He is smart,

 He's refined.

 How can he be real?

 He has heart,

 He has mind.

 Hell, the boy's ideal!

 

 [Lenny]

 Isn't she cute?

 Isn't she sweet?

 An eyeful you'd die full

 Of pleasure to meet.

 

 [Both]

 In my [his] funny fashion

 I'm [he's] cursed with a passion

 For the girl friend.