Hey little girl in
the high school sweater,
gee, but I'd like to
know you better.
Just swingin' your books
and chewin' gum,
lookin' just like a juicy plumb
hey, hey, hey little girl.

Hey little girl in the
black silk stockings,
gee, but you got my
heart a-rockin'.
Wearin' that crazy
skin tight skirt,
and that crazy
Ivy League shirt
hey, hey hey little girl.

Hey little girl,
can I come along home?
Carry your books and
hold your arm, yeah.
Hopin' that you'll tell me yes,
'cause you’re the girl
that I love the best.

Hey, hey, hey little girl.
Hey, hey, hey little girl.

Hey little girl in the
high school sweater,
gee I hope your feelin' better.
Not just like the time before,
remember when
you closed that door?
Hey, hey, hey little girl.

Hey, little girl,
can I come along home?
Carry your books
and hold your arm.
Hopin' that you'll tell me yes,
'cause you’re the girl
that I love the best.
Hey, hey, hey  little girl.
Hey, hey, hey little girl.