She's got big brown eyes And tangled hair Voguing in her underwear And nothing is better Than doing nothing together Now she got a toothbrush As a microphone Belting out the Rolling Stones And I'm the last one to stop her Can't believe that I got her We get so close Kissing like eskimos It's a little bit much I know I do Isn't she cra-crazy beautiful? Isn't she strange Strange and wonderful? I think I love her more Than I even understand She got a classic style That's all her own A smile you can hear Through the telephone And she says she's a rebel But she's way too sentimental And she's precious even when She's mad gets angry and I start to laugh and I know that it's nothing She's just pushing my buttons She get so close Kissing like eskimos It's a little bit much I know I do Isn't she cra-crazy beautiful? Isn't she strange Strange and wonderful? I think I love her more Than I even understand Isn't she cra-crazy beautiful? Isn't she strange Strange and wonderful? I think I love her more Than I even understad She's a little bit wild A little bit mad A little bit uh oh, beautiful Wild, a little bit bad A little bit uh oh And I never could know her Too well Oh,still I never Want anyone else Isn’t she cra-crazy beautiful Isn’t she stra-strange And wonderful And I think I love her more Than I even understand Isn’t she cra-crazy beautiful Isn't she strange Strange and wonderful? I think I love her more Than I even understad She's a little bit wild A little bit mad A little bit uh oh, beautiful Wild, a little bit bad A little bit uh oh I think I love her more Than I even understad
