The New Girl in Town

Hey, looking out for that moving van driving down our streets
You better lock up your man before he meets

The new girl in town who just came on the scene
The new girl in town can't be more than sixteen
And she got a way of making a boy act like a clown
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
We don't know what to do about the new girl in town

The new girl in town seems to dance on air
The new girl in she, she got the coolest hair
You better tell the homecoming queen to hold onto her crown
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Or she's gonna lose it to the new girl in town

She's hip, so cool
I'm gonna get her after school
And yet we'd like to be like her
'Cause, she's the kitten that the cats prefer

Ladies, step aside
The new girl in town has my guy on a string
The new girl in town, hey, look, she's wearing his ring
I can't stop crying and so in my own tear, I'm gonna drown
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
'Cause, he wants to rendezvous with the new girl
We kinda sad and blue, yes, it's true girl
We'd like to say to the new girl in town
The new girl in town
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

From out of the blue, girl
This town's in a stew, girl
What a hullabaloo girl
She ain't just passing through, girl
She's sticking like glue, girl
To the man I thought I knew, girl
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Hey, looking out for the moving van
Look out, look out, look out, look out
She was a new girl in town



Credits
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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