She doesn't have a face of fashion
  Just an ordinary look at best
  She walks into a room with passion
  Extraordinary from the rest
  It's not the way she wears her hair
  Not the makeup on her face
  Fascination of a Mona Lisa
  A mystery that can't be traced
  
  Every time she walks away
  Grown men just stop and cry
  
  While other kids were singing Jesus Loves Me
  She was listening to John Coltrane
  Always one foot left of centers
  Always one foot in the rain
  
  Her story unfolds
  Like wildflowers on the vine
  She never grows old
  She's always on your mind
  
  Every time she walks away
  Grown men just stop and cry
  
  La, la, la (repeats)
  
  Every time she walks away
  Grown men just stop and cry
  
  Every time she walks away (repeats)
  
  La, la, la (repeats)