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She don't wear many pretty dresses
She likes her faded jeans and her black AC/DC t-shirt
She ain't scared of life's little messes
She's down to rock and roll
Be careful you might get hurt
The way she dances in her steel-toed motorcycle boots
Would you know what to do if she ever got ahold of you?
Or would you fold just like a cheap suit from a second-hand store
Hanging up on a rack that no one looks at anymore
She can tear you into a million pieces
With those flashing green eyes
And with one word she'll cut you down to size
Leaving you standing, stammering
Trying to find the strength to say
Hey green eyes. Mmmmm. Baby, won't you look my way?
She keeps her heart locked up behind a wall
With a golden gate you can't break through
That opens for the chosen few
And you can pray and you can hope and you can wish
Somehow someway that your name will end up on that list
Because you swear you'd move a mountain
To one end of the world and back
In hopes that you could show her
You've got something all the others lack
So my man you better stand a little taller
Before you call her out
To show her what you're all about
She can tear you into a million pieces
With those flashing green eyes
And with one word she'll cut you down to size
Leaving you standing, stammering
Trying to find the strength to say
Hey green eyes. Mmmmm. Baby, won't you look my way?
I said hey green eyes. Mmmmm. Baby won't you look my way?"