written by Carrie Hoffman and Rusty Spell

Well, she's not seventeen,
But she can still make me scream.
She's real sexy and lean.
She's the girl of my dreams.

She's not the girl next door.
She likes to dance on the floor.
I wanna see her some more.
I wanna know what's in store.

Boobalean! Boobalean!

I want that boy, don't you know.
I love him from head to toe.
He never tells me no.
And I don't care about his dough.

He really knows how to please.
He's got the knees of the bees.
I never have to tease.
His pretty smile doesn't cease.

Boobalean! Boobalean!

Will you take me to the dance on Tuesday?
You know I will, cause I don't want another blues day.
I'll wear my dress, the one that drives you wild.
You are my boobalean child.

Boobalean! Boobalean!

Copyright (c) Jun 2005 by The Strawberry Explosion and Love and Letters Music