Watch her when she walks across the floor Notice how she holds her head up high She knows all the right clothes to wear Everyone must give her the eye Just a girl without a name And she knows every angle to get things her way Just a girl without a name And she’s always looking for a new heart to break There’s one like her in almost every hideout Where the music’s loud and the lights are turned down low Always the center of attraction What will happen to her when she’s growing old Just a girl without a name And she knows every angle to get things her way Just a girl without a name And she’s always looking for a new heart to break