Lyrics:
J. Ingram/T. SniderI see you looking and I know what you thinkYou're getting braver with every drink butI am telling you something you need to knowShe may look like a sweet young thingTalking to him but she ain't hearing a thingIf you were smart you'd turn around and let her goThat girls' a Barbie dollA Barbie dollShe's real good-looking but she's got no heart at allShe puts on her makeup and drives to the bar in herBoyfriend's old man's brand-new carShe's got no idea what she does or whyShe does whatever she wants I guessWhatever comes first or whatever looks bestNobody I know has ever seen her cry(Chorus)You should have seen her last Saturday nightShe had a friend of mine treating her rightShe was hanging on him until she found a better dealYou should have seen how cold she gotMy buddy asked why and she said why notNobody I know swears she's even real(Chorus)