Barbara's Theme (From The Discotheque)

Well, you never can tell but you're looking so well
That I gotta stop and say "How do you do?"
I know it's a long shot but judgin' what she's got
I'm hopin' that my judgement's true

Hey girl, beautiful girl
Can I look at your insides?
Girl, wrapped up in fur
I'm just mad for your outsides

Mmm, that's what my inside says
If only I could walk up and tell her
But it seems so far from me to her
And the ground is so unfamiliar

Well, I wish that I knew 'cause I'd be in a stew
If my little speech sounded like a phony line
I know that it's doubtful 'cause she's heard a mouthful
Of come on up and see me sometime

Hey girl, beautiful girl
Can I look at your insides?
Girl, wrapped up in fur
I'm just mad for your outsides