Fine Girl - Limp
She was the finest girl I've ever seen
See her face in a magazine
And ironically I knew her
When sincerity was in her grin
And she had this power that was within
Possessing men was commonplace
And one good look into her eyes
And the look on her face as she smiled
When I fell and her walk
All over me
And her talk
Behind my back
Was just about all I could
Take of her new personality
And all the money in the world
Couldn't buy her a new personality
And all the magazine covers
Couldn't buy her a new personality
Personality
Personality
Personality
