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There goes Roberta, she's the new girlCocktail waitress at the Blue BirdShe's going to art school on her dad's doughShe's not exactly a geniusThat's all right thoughShe moved here from the country with her boyfriendI sat and figured my chances as I nodded my headI sat and listened all day about himShe said he was the first one who never used herThat he took her places, he amused herI said, "He sounds like a nice guy", then I kissed herShe kissed me back and then she whisperedThat though she's not like this, maybe sometimeWe'll get together just this one timeThe next morning she said that she had never met anyone like meShe's the new girlBut she had to tell him, and he threw her outI lost track of her, then she left townWhen she gets my recorder I act like I'm not homeShe says she's doing just finestill trying to forget meI just turn up the TVWhy let it upset meLetras de cancionesShe's the new girlHow can she know that she'll meet moreAnd that they'll all be like meThat there's more, so many moreAnd they'll all be like... From Letras Mania