The Right Girl

The right girl, yeah The right girl She makes you feel like a million bucks Instead of what? Like a rented tux The right girl, yeah The right girl She's with you no matter how you feel You're not the good guy, you're not the heel You're not the dreamboat that sank, you're real When you've got, yeah The right girl, yeah And I got Hey, Margie, I'm back, babe Come help me unpack, babe Hey, Margie, hey, bright girl I'm home What's new, babe? You miss me? You smell good, come kiss me Hey, Margie, you wanna go dancing? I'm home Des Moines was rotten and the deal fell through I pushed, babe I'm bushed, babe I needed you to tell my troubles to The heck, babe Let's neck, babe Hey, Margie, you wanna go dancing? You wanna go driving or something? Okay, babe, whatever you say, babe You wanna stay home You wanna stay home Hey, Margie, it's day, babe My flight goes, no, stay, babe You know how you cry, babe Stay home Be good now, we'll speak, babe It might be next week, babe Hey, Margie, goodbye, babe I gotta go home The right girl, yeah The right girl She sees you're nothing and thinks you're king She knows you've got other songs to sing You still could be hell, well anything When you got, yeah The right girl And I got Hey, Margie, I'm back, babe Come help me unpack, babe Hey, Margie, hey, bright girl I'm home You miss me? I knew it Hey, Margie, I blew it I don't love the right girl Oh! shit!