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On a Monday mornin' in a shoppin' mall

I followed a silhouette slender and tall

Smitten with the bug of desire I swear

By a lady with mega-most happenin' hair

I said to myself we’re birds of a feather

I think we would look better together

I am the fan to become her man

My style is devil-may-care

And she is the Queen of the long and lean

With that mega-most happenin' hair

As I walked towards this female figure

That mega-most happenin' hair got bigger

I started to shake things got hazy

Out of control my motor went crazy.

I said, lets just pass on the weather

Don't you think we'd look better together

I am the fan to become your man

My style is devil-may-care

And you are the Queen of the long and lean

With your mega-most-happen' hair

She flashed me a smile wickedly cool

And I felt no pain bout skippin' school

On my poundin' heart she cast a spell

And then she blew me away with a quick "Very well"

I think your right we’re a pretty cute pair

But don't you think bodies are happier bare

If you are the fan to become my man

And your style is devil-may-care

You gotta make the scene with the long lean queen

Of mega-most happenin' hair

She started to show me things we could share

She was right my body did feel better bare

Her added attractions went to my head

And hot from the heat of the action I said

It sure is fun to play with you

I think I'd like to stay with you

She said it sure is fun to play with you

I think I'd like to stay with you

Now I'm her fan and I'm her man

In a style that is devil-may-care

And she's my Queen long-legged and lean

With her mega-most happenin' hair