Fine Fine Frame - Thurston Harris

Whoa, she’s-a gotta fine, fine frame

I wonder what can be her name

She looks good to me, but all I can see

Is her fine, fine frame

How long have-a you been around?

Baby, when did you hit this big town?

I wanna scream 'cause I’ve never seen

Such a fine, fine frame

All that I have is a broken-down chair

But I would gladly make her queen on my throne

Don’t be a square, why don’t you come over here?

Together we could really be gone

Whoa, she’s-a gotta fine, fine frame

I wonder what could be her name

She looks-a good to me, but all I can see

Is her fine, fine frame

Yeah!

All that I have is a broken-down chair

But I would gladly make her queen on my throne

Don’t be a square, why don’t you come over here?

Together we could really be gone