fine girl

Lyrics

well, yeah, well, oh yeah, she was a fine girl, she could get down wit de get down, all de way down, she do yer laundry, she change a tire, chop a little wood for de fire, poke it around. if it died down, oh yeah, she was a fine girl, she go up in the mornin', she go down in the evenin'. all de way down, she do the dishes, if you wishes, silverware too, make it look brand new. when she get through, oh yeah, she was a fine girl, outa this world, well, yeah, well, yeah, well, yeah, well, oh yeah, she was a fine girl, she could get down wit de get down, all de way down, she do your laundry, she change a tire, chop a little wood for de fire, poke it around. if it died rlown, oh yeah, she was a fine girl, with a lovely smile, with a bucket on her head, fulla water from de well, she could run a mile, oh yeah, she wouldn't spill a drop, it'd stay on top, her head was kinda flat, but her hair covered that, she was a fine girl, didn't need no school, she was built like a mule, with a thong sandal, well, wasn't no kinda job she could not handle, she could get down. wit de get down, all de way down, we need some more like dat, in dis kinda town, we need some more like dat, in dis kinda town