here she comes, there she goes
how it’s done, nobody knows
she’ll act like your sister, care like your wife
before you know it she’s a part of your life

she showed up in the city, ‘bout three months ago
in two weeks time she was running the show
she knows all the places all the faces in town
she knows when to leave and when to stick around

and when you ask her how she’s been
she’ll tell you ‘bout the people she’s seen
‘bout the latest craze and all the parties last night
she’s doin’ just fine

here she comes, there she goes
she’s all dressed up for her late night show
I said; hey lady I’m a married man
she says: no preacher tells me where to lay my hands

and at night when she’s all alone
she’s watching Jimmy on the late night show
she’ll shed some tears but still it’s a wonderful life
she’s just doin’ fine

she’s a walking, talkin’ lie, but who needs the truth all the time
she’s just doin’ fine


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