Lyrics:

They call her Bullets Laverne
She's the gal on the go
You can see her on 42nd Street
Putting on a show

Shes the one with the flaming hair
And a dimpled knees
She's the one who lives for love
And she loves to please

She gets up in the morning
Puts her makeup on thick
And goes out for a stroll
Standing on the corner of 42nd Street
When you see her you will lose control

She catches everyone's eye
And makes the mornin' a treat
Fellas I'm talkin' about Bullets Laverne
Of 42nd Street

She gets up in the morning
Puts her makeup on thick
And goes out for a stroll
Standing on the corner of 42nd Street
When you see her you will lose control

They call her Bullets Laverne
She makes the mornin' a treat
I'm talking 'bout Bullets Laverne
Of 42nd Street

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