Pauline

Pauline
More than a memory girl
Got to tell you what
Was a cold blue sofa
And an oriental rug
When your man got down
And your man told me
Let's go

Pauline
More than a memory girl
Got to tell you what
Smells like a magazine
Tastes like a watermelon
Looks like, looks like, looks like
We've got a problem

It felt like love when he pulled me near
I was born in spring
I was looking for a thrill
In your pale summer dress
And your catalog skirt
I wore black
I wore heels
I wore an oxblood t-shirt

Pauline
More than a memory girl
Got to tell you what
The lad looked down
While the record player turned
I was sweet and pretty
Like a Chinese glamour girl

Ooh, it felt like love when he pulled me near
I was born in spring
I was looking for a thrill
In your pale summer dress
And your catalog skirt
I wore black
I wore heels
I wore a tight red t-shirt

Pauline
More than a memory girl
Got to tell you what
Pauline
More than a memory girl
Got to tell you what
Was a cold blue sofa
And an oriental rug
When your man got down
And your man told me
When your man got down
And your man told
When your man got down
And your man told me
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go