Fine Girl

She was the finest girl I've ever seen

See her face in a magazine

And ironically I knew her when sincerity was in her grin

And she had this power that was within

Possessing men was commonplace

And one good look into her eyes

And the look on her face as she smiled

When I fell and her walk

all over me

And her talk

behind my back

Was just about all I could take of her new personality

And all the money in the world Couldn't buy her a new personality

And all the magazine covers Couldn't buy her a new personality