Crosseyed

(Benson/Falkner) Twitchy lady, so lovely with your short hair Where do you come from? Where are you going? My friends think you're ugly, mmmm They don't see what I see I love my crosseyed baby Your secret's safe with me (chorus) I can't wait to get you out of here Take you home with me, away from here I'll never tell about what I found out About a crosseyed girl Who can surely make you shout