Lyrics:

Don't she look good?
Don't she look fine?
She needs to be picked
Like fruit off the vine
Ain't she got class?
Ain't she got style?
She's got the right ass
But all the while
Ain't I a wreck?
Hey, my, can't you tell
I fell into her magical spell?

Don't she look good?
Don't she look fine?
She needs to be picked
Like fruit off the vine
Ain't she got class?
Ain't she got style?
She's got the right ass
But all the while
Ain't I a wreck?
Hey, my, can't you tell
I fell into her magical spell?
And it felt like this

Been movin' round
Like two ships in the night
In the same town
But somethin' ain't right
Am I too nice
Or am I too mean?
Does she even think twice
It needs to be seen
Ain't I a wreck?
Hey, my, can't you tell
I fell into her magical spell?

Yeah
Don't she look good?
Don't she look fine?
She needs to be picked
Like fruit off the vine
Ain't she got class?
Ain't she got style?
She's got the right ass
But all the while
Ain't I a wreck?
Hey, my, can't you tell
I fell into her magical spell?
Ain't I a wreck?
Hey, my, can't you tell
I fell into her magical spell?
Yes, I did, yeah