26 - CHIC

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

What’s this I hear about these perfect tens

My colleagues squawk about

Them Ritzy girl friends

A hundred pounds, a hundred pounds of trash

They talk to me, they ramble on in my ears

And their conversation’s boring

I would bet anyone fifty dollars

'Cause I only wagon on the surest things

Anywhere, anywhere she would go

I would follow five hundred miles away from home

Just for a fling, for a fling

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

I haven’t known too many women

Throughout my less than lustrous career

But of all the relationships I’ve been in

To my twenty-six the others can’t compare

She’s my best bosom buddy, she’s my partner

In the things I find important to share

She is fine, incredibly fine, it’s no wonder

That she catches, that she catches all the stares

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six

Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six

On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six