SONG: The New Girl In Town
ARTIST: Marc Shaiman & Scott Wittman
From the musical, Hairspray
Hey! Look out for that moving van
Driving down our streets
You better lock up your man
Before he meets
The new girl in town
Who just came on the scene
The new girl in town
Can't be more than sixteen
And she's got a way of makin'
A boy act like a clown
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
We don't know what to do
'Bout the new girl in town
The new girl in town
Seems to dance on air
The new girl in town
She's got the coolest hair
You better tell the homecoming queen
To hold on to her crown
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Or she's gonna lose it to
The new girl in town
She's hip, so cool
I'm gonna get her after school!
And yet we'd like to be like her
'Cause she's the kitten that the cats prefer
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Ladies, step aside!
The new girl in town
Has my guy on a string
The new girl in town
Hey look she's wearing his ring
I can't stop crying and so
In my own tears I'm gonna drown
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Cause he wants to rendezvous
With the new girl
We're kinda sad and blue
Yes it's true girl
We'd like to say...
To the new girl in town
The new girl in town
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
From out of the blue girl
This town's in a stew girl
What a hullabaloo girl
She ain't just passing through girl
She's sticking like glue girl
To the man I though I knew girl
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hey look out for that moving van
Look out, look out. Look out, look out
She was...the new girl in town