Every time I look at her Every time I look at her Every time I look at her Everything begins to stir Please somebody help me and turn me away Bushwacked, kicked in the sack Oh I think my heart will crack Flashback, fade to black Put me on another track CHORUS Lots of girls, big blond curls Wearing fancy cultured pearls But my world begins to swirl When I hear the “ Duke of Earl” CHORUS I won’t cry or wonder why She left me so high and dry But, if there is another guy… Why does she keep walking by? CHORUS