* * * * Broke my heart

We're apart

Thinks she's smart

I met a girl a month ago

I thought that she

would love me so

But in time I realized

She had a pair

of roving eyes

I remember the nights

we dated, always

acting sophisticated

Talking about high society

Then she tried

to make a fool out of me

They call her, ooh

Broke my heart now

Thinks she's smart now

We're apart now

Pretty little girl

you're just having fun

You're running all around

and breaking

lover's hearts

Pretty little girl

I don't stand a chance

Without any money

there goes our romance

She always wears

charms, diamonds

pearls galore

She buys them at the five

and ten cents store

She wants to be

just like Zsa Zsa Gabor

Even though

she's the girl next door

They call her

Broke my heart

Thinks she's smart

We're apart

Pretty little girl

you're just having fun

You're running all around

then breaking

lover's hearts

Pretty little girl

I don't stand a chance

Without any money

there goes our romance

She always wears

charms, diamonds

pearls galore

She buys them at the five

and ten cents store

She wants to be

just like Zsa Zsa Gabor

Even though

she's Donna next door

Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

Oh, not tell me

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa