Lyrics
Let's
go,
girl
She's
so
fine
y'all
She
ain't
mine,
naw
Her
name
is
Nancy
And
Frankie
is
her
pa
She's
the
queen
of
my
screen
Skirt
so
tight,
my
mind
goes
right
To
pure
obscene
Swingin'
sounds
of
the
'60s
Sell
'em
on
the
TV
late
at
night
Wish
I
had
a
time
machine
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
sight
She's
so
cute
Drop
all
of
my
loot
Just
to
see
her
standing
in
her
Go-go
boots
Swingin'
sounds
of
the
'60s
Sell
'em
on
the
TV
late
at
night
Wish
I
had
a
time
machine
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
sight
She's
so
hot
Take
all
that
I
got
Just
to
be
in
the
company
of
Miss
Nancy
Sinatra
Swingin'
sounds
of
the
'60s
Sell
'em
on
the
TV
late
at
night
Wish
I
had
a
time
machine
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
sight
Swingin'
sounds
of
the
'60s
Sell
'em
on
the
TV
late
at
night
Wish
I
had
a
time
machine
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
sight
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
sight
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
sight
She's
stone-cold,
out
of
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