Girls On the Avenue

Girls on the avenue, they're tryna get you in

Strolling by with their rosebud smiles

They're all dressed up to kill, lean on the window sill

Looking your way with eyes of fire

But don't you slip, don't you slip

In love with the girls on the avenue

Friday night, see the girls on the avenue

Like a child at big store windows, you feel confused

So many girls on the avenue

Girls on the avenue know how to get you in

Casting out sighs like tricks from a hat

All the Miss Lonely Hearts, ooh, they look awful hard

And sometimes, they seem as fragile as glass

But don't you slip, don't you slip

In love with the girls on the avenue

Friday night, see the girls on the avenue

Like a child at big store windows, you feel confused

So many girls on the avenue

Don't you slip, don't you slip

In love with the girls on the avenue

Friday night, see the girls on the avenue

Like a child at big store windows, you feel confused

So many girls on the avenue

Don't you slip, don't you slip

In love with the girls on the avenue

Don't you slip, hey now, boys, don't you slip

In love with the girls on the avenue

Oh, oh, oh, don't you slip

Hey now, boys, don't you slip

In love with the girls on the avenue