Barbara's Theme (From the Discotheque) - The Lovin' Spoonful

Well, you never can tell but you’re looking so well

That I gotta stop and say: 'How do you do ?'

I know it’s a long shot but judging what she’s got

I’m hoping that my judgement’s true

Hey girl, beautiful girl, can I look at your insides?

Girl, wrapped up in fur, I’m just mad for your outsides

Mmm, that’s what my inside says

If only I could walk up and tell her

But it seems so far from me to her

And the ground is so unfamiliar

Well I wish that I knew 'cause I’d be in a stew

If my little speech sounded like a phony line

I know that it’s doubtful 'cause she’s heard a mouthful

Of come on up and see me sometime

Hey girl, beautiful girl, can I look at your insides?

Girl, wrapped up in fur, I’m just mad for your outsides