The other girls tell me that you don't love me,
You think I'm déclassé.
I should wash my hair.
The other girls tell me that you eat at the
Old buffet downtown,
With the foot balloons.
I sing your praises like a bird.
My faith is unshakeable.
The other girls walk hand in hand along the
Skyway to the bank,
Whistling secret songs.
They play a board game meant to
Instruct them in what life has in store.
Two of them always win.
I sing your praises like a bird.
My faith is unshakeable.
I wrote your name on an index card,
So you can come to me in a flash.
A blinding and instructive flash. oh, bailey.
The other girls walk hand in hand along the
Skyway to the bank,
Whistling secret songs.
They play a board game meant to
Instruct them in what life has in store.
Two of them always win.
I sing your praises like a bird.
My faith is unshakeable.
I wrote your name on an index card,
So you can come to me in a flash.
A blinding and instructive flash.
Oh, Bailey.
The other girls tell me that you don't love me,
You think I'm déclassé.
I should wash my hair.