What a Girl

Within the flip of a skirt it turns she’s a flirt from Saigon
and the glint in her eye tells me I could be somebody new
ooh what a girl, ooh what a girl, it’s all just a state of mind
Within a flip of her skirt it seems shes a flirt from Mable’s
and I could be trying if I knew that she could be mine
and the girls from Berlin lay back on the table
she drive a fifty five Thunderbird with red sararue inside
ooh what a girl, ooh what a girl, it’s all just a state of mind
we talk about this all the time
ooh what a girl, ooh what a girl, it’s all just a state of mind
Within the flip of her skirt I’d say she’s a girl from Spain
you know I’d go crazy if I thought it would drive her insane
and the girls from back home make my heart wanna jump a lot, well a little
and every time I think about her seems to take my breath away
ooh what a girl, ooh what a girl, it’s all just a state of mind
we talk about it all the time, it’s all just a state of mine