I went out with my girlfriend just the other night
She hooked up with a guy on a Harley Davidson bike
I said "wait a second honey, are you sure that he’s OK?”
She said “mind your business girlfriend" and they rode away.
She’s a Man Magnet—they stick to her like glue
like lint on a sweater, like iron filings too
And if my perfect soulmate should show up today
She’d walk right up to him and pull him away.
Well you take her to a party next moment she’s gone
with some drummer or guitarist and you’re left all alone.
She says "c'mon baby, don’t be so uptight
Just be spontaneous & it’ll be all right."
She used to be a singer in a rock & roll band
She says she went to Woodstock in a psychedelic van.
she flashed ‘em a smile and they took her round the world
She’s a barefoot smiling rich hippie New York girl.
Well it’s true she’s pushing 50 but she hasn’t lost
her charm
She flashes ‘em a smile and has ‘em on her arm
Must be some kinda voodoo, I sure wish I had some
but with friends like this, I'm better off with none.