Some girls gotta get coco chanel. Some get the luck of the draw. I got a girl lookin' naturally well. Hippest chick you ever saw. She like wearin' powder and paint. Wheelin' in a big Seville. She's big cheese with the maitre D's. Down at the bar and grill. Just a girl in a t-shirt. Girl in a t-shirt. Her reputation precedes her. In every boutique around. They get down on their knees to please her. She's throwin' that money down. Now don't get it wrong please understand. She's barely keepin' up with the rent. But the finer labels and her car phone. Kepp her down to her very last cent. Just a girl in a t-shirt. Girl in a t-shirt. Everybody digs her everybody try. Once you get past that femme fatale. Everybody knows she's fine. I had to get it and quit it and keep a cool head. It took me a pass or two. But her code's done cracked I want you to know. She's my baby through and through. Just a girl in a t-shirt. Girl in a t-shirt.