Watch her when she walks across the floor
Notice how she holds her head up high
She knows all the right clothes to wear
Everyone must give her the eye
Just a girl without a name
And she knows every angle to get things her way
Just a girl without a name
And she?s always looking for a new heart to break
There?s one like her in almost every hideout
Where the music?s loud and the lights are turned down low
Always the center of attraction
What will happen to her when she?s growing old
Just a girl without a name
And she knows every angle to get things her way
Just a girl without a name
And she?s always looking for a new heart to break