Style, Style

She’s got an American accent from her head to her toes,
if she’s involved in an accident, you wouldn’t see her underclothes.
She is perfectly spotless, a fact that sticks out a mile.
But people have got more talent but this little lady’s got style.
Style, style, see her when she’s walking.
She’s got style, style, even when she’s making me say ooh hey…
She was born on the wrong side of these imaginary tracks
that used to divide each other into two convenient packs.
She became a survivor, always armed with a smile
you’ve only have to look at her picture to know that this little lady’s got style
Style, style, see her when she’s talking, style, style even when she’s staying her place.
As an only child in a hostile world, her only chance was to run away, yeah, yeah, who.
she’s got style, style, see her when she’s walking
she’s got style, woh, style, even when she’s talking away.
Oh style, yeah, style, I see her when she’s talking,
she’s got style, style, even when she’s staying her place