She's got an eighty-three two eighty z, just twenty three Lives on 42nd street, Paris, Tennessee Exactly nine hundred twenty four feet from her door to mine Seven days a week at six a.m. she gets her five miles in All the neighborhood men pretend to get their paper When she goes running by She don't see it but it's obvious To everybody else, it all adds up One Miss America smile, two blue eyes Three little words I'm telling her tonight She's cooler than cool and hotter than the 4th of July She's five foot six and she's gonna look great I'm seven minutes early for an eight o'clock date She's one hot number, hallelujah, amen She's a hard nine, working on ten She's a first round knock out, down for the count Loud twist and shouter, a keg of gunpowder Sparks fly around her twenty four hours a day She's smart and funny, ooh honey smack dab on the money Summa cum laude a smart little hottie Who would have thought she'd ever even look my way I'm a lucky man there ain't no doubt It ain't that hard to figure out One Miss America smile, two blue eyes Three little words I'm telling her tonight She's cooler than cool and hotter than the 4th of July She's five foot six and she's gonna look great I'm seven minutes early for an eight o'clock date She's one hot number, hallelujah, amen She's a hard nine, working on ten There's no such thing as true perfection But she might be the one exception She's got one Miss America smile, two blue eyes Three little words I'm telling her tonight She's cooler than cool and hotter than the 4th of July She's five foot six and she's gonna look great I'm seven minutes early for an eight o'clock date She's one hot number, can I get an amen She's a hard nine, working on ten Yeah, she's a hard nine, working on ten