Meg White, you're alright
In fact I think you're pretty swell
Can't you tell

Meg White, such a pretty thing
I saw your face on the cover of a magazine

Someday I'd like to take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the seaside

Meg White, saw you on the big screen
Oh, Jack was keen, but you stole the scene

Meg White, baby, you're the bomb
Oh, Jack is great, don't get me wrong
But this is your song

Someday I'd like to take a walk with you
Talk about most anything you'd like to talk about
And watch the sun going down, going down

Playing those drums is hard to do, it's true
And nobody plays them quite like you do

Meg White, you're alright
In fact I think you're pretty swell
Can't you tell

Meg White, such a pretty thing
I saw your face on the cover of a magazine

Someday I'd like to take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the seaside
And watch the sun going down, going down
Going down