Girl with the moustache
Driving off in her Mustang
When she leaves she learns
With her top lip she burns
It's not her grace, it's not her race
It's not her smile or her lifestyle
It's in her head, in her head
She's all she sees
Moustached beauty
For the girl with the moustache
In her nest amongst the wealth
When she leaps she turns
With her sharp lip she burns
She's in the know, she's in the know
Connect and go, connect to go
In your head, in your head
She's all we see moustached beauty
Girl with the moustache
Driving off in her Mustang
When she leave she learns
With her top lip she burns
She's in the know, she's in the know
Connect and go, connect to go
In your head, in your head
She lets it bare
Ring new affair with her hair
Down the road and down to you and me
And the further it grows
Its left a stranglehold on you and me
Within arms reach tangles up around deserted beach
And the moment you stare
It's obvious you're in underwear
With the girl with the most stash
Can't forget the girls with Mustangs
When she leaves she learns
With her top lip she burns
With her top down she rolls
With her hair loose she owns
With her top lip she burns
With another one she goes
Watch out now!
Girl with the moustache
Girl with the most flash
Girl with the most stash