Everyday the guys all meet, just to watch her walking down the street
Eyes as blue as her cutoff jeans,
and legs that stretch beyond their wildest dreams
All the boys, they love to talk
all about the way she walks--
She does it better than any girl they've seen
Pretty Marshalline
Every day the wagers fly just before the hour she walks on by
Who will be the lucky one
to catch her eye--to catch her on the run?
All the boys, well they desire
just to stand back to admire
her hair; her high heels, and everything between
Pretty Marshalline