Little Record Girl
Fell in love with someone on a jacket sleeve
Found her in a pile of old LP's
And I counted the rings on her like a tree
She spun around forever thirty-three
Whoa, uh oh, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh, oh, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh oh, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh oh, whoa whoa
She's my little record girl
She was always begging for the needle down
It was the only way she could make a sound
Words were there jumping off of the page
And I thought the first time I'd see her up on stage
Whoa, uh oh, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh, oh, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh oh, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh oh, whoa whoa
She's my little record girl
There's a part of her in every song
Now I'm thinking that it won't be long
Till I'm hearing it all around the world
Finally found out she'd been moving around
There was one of her in almost every town
Went to a friends I saw her there on a shelf
And I thought the whole time she was mine
I never had her to myself
Whoa, uh oh, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh, oh, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh oh, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
She's my little record girl
Whoa, uh oh, whoa whoa
She's my little record girl
She's my little record girl
She's my little record girl (she's my little record)
She's my little record girl (record girl)
She's my little record girl (she's my little record)
She's my little record girl (she's my little record girl)
She's my little record girl (she's my little record)