And if you leave without my heart
A new bikini a la carte
I will be screaming when you go oh oh
But if you're calling up my house
I put the weed in the bag, girl
What's up with Steve in the jag, girl?
Oh, oh, oh

Franny!
I'd love to hold you closer
Not the queen of the Barbie girls
You're the Eve of the Garden, girl
Oh, oh
Baby!
You know you leave me in the cold, yeah
When you're leaving the party, girl

And when you're leaving in that car
Riding with Keaton, Allen, Carl...
I get so steamy when you go, oh, oh
And then you're calling up my phone
For even just a dub sack
What's up with Jack in the Cadillac, baby

Franny!
I'd love to hold you closer
Not the queen of the Barbie girls
You're the eve of the Garden, Girl
Oh, oh
Baby!
You know you leave me in the cold, yeah
When you're leaving the party, girl

She lived her life like a child
With a fistful of quarters in the last hour of the arcade
And she played

I'd love to hold you closer
Not the queen of the Barbie girls
You're the Eve of the Garden, girl
Oh, oh
Baby, you know you leave me in the cold, yeah
When you're leaving the party, girl
Franny!