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