last saturday night the gang was hangin outonly two dollars to our namethin black tie and polished shoooeswe were out playin the gamejeff pointed out the lass in the dresssaid "she was the one to be had"all the guys were talkin about hersaid, "man she looked bad in plaid"rude girl, met her at dance hall partydancing, swinging round everybodyrude girl, watching her steal the showwalked up, said hello, asked her to dance and she said, "let's go"she hopped it up and she stepped it downmust've been the best rude girl in townthe band was hot but she kept her coolmade the other dancers look like foolsjoe and luke were talkin jive in the backthe horns were doing their thingbut jay was doing double takes and watching that rude girl swingone o'clock came and the dance was donethe band was ready to hit the towni searched round and round the clubbut rude girl was nowhere to be foundrude girl, haven't seen her since the dance last weeki began wondering, what's the future for her and merude girls, a pack of them walking byat a glance, a new one caught my eye[chorus]