Lyrics:

Let's go, girl

She's so fine y'all
She ain't mine, naw
Her name is Nancy
And Frankie is her pa
She's the queen of my screen
Skirt so tight, my mind goes right
To pure obscene
Swingin' sounds of the '60s
Sell 'em on the TV late at night
Wish I had a time machine
She's stone-cold, out of sight
She's so cute
Drop all of my loot
Just to see her standing in her
Go-go boots
Swingin' sounds of the '60s
Sell 'em on the TV late at night
Wish I had a time machine
She's stone-cold, out of sight

She's so hot
Take all that I got
Just to be in the company of
Miss Nancy Sinatra
Swingin' sounds of the '60s
Sell 'em on the TV late at night
Wish I had a time machine
She's stone-cold, out of sight
Swingin' sounds of the '60s
Sell 'em on the TV late at night
Wish I had a time machine
She's stone-cold, out of sight
She's stone-cold, out of sight
She's stone-cold, out of sight
She's stone-cold, out of -