Well I know a little girl who likes to keep her tail up high,
You know she's got a weapon and a method to make you cry,
Because she float like a bee but she sting like a butterfly.
She doesn't like to talk but she likes to dance all night,
She doesn't like the dark but she likes it when I turn out the light,
Because she float like a bee but she sting like a butterfly.
She's So Fine,
She's So Fine,
Yeah my girl's So Fine,
Yeah my baby's So Fine,
Because she float like a bee but she sting like a butterfly.
