She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat She likes a strong Sangaree that shakes For 12 hours at least She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat And teach me not to get baited with Stage whispers like, Can anybody turn me on? I saw a girl last night called Charmaine Champagne She wasn't an ex-so and so, not from Times Square But she went to Johnny Romero's till it Was too hot to handle And she's got nothing to show for it; no Money, no love But she could always tell you the squarest Thing there on the jukebox She could always sing you the squarest Thing on the jukebox baby She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat She likes a strong Sangaree that shakes For 12 hours at least She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat And teach me not to get baited with Stage whispers like, Can anybody turn me on? I saw that girl again last night called Charmaine Champagne I said show me how to make all those Cups and punches We went to Johnny Romero's till it was Too hot to handle They said we had to get a quarter pound Of peach leaves on a dry and sunny day And she showed me the squarest thing On the jukebox Then sang me the squarest thing on the Jukebox baby She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat She likes a strong Sangaree that shakes For 12 hours at least She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat And teach me not to get baited with Stage whispers like, Can anybody turn me on?