Winston Lyrics

She makes men into boys
She makes giants into men
She'll have you feeling guilty
Before you can count to ten
Poor Winston
Sharp mind and a body to match
Poor Winston
Fine fancy karma,
able, too, at that
]Who is the girl
in the fiberglass shorts?
Well, it's got to be
Winston Schwartz
You can't outtalk her
'Cause she talks too fast
You can't outthink her,
she's a New York flash
She makes love to you
and tell you you're in love
You make love to her
She says you don't know
how to do it
Poor Winston