Texty: Various Artists. Hairspray. The New Girl in Town.

Hey look out for that movin' van
Drivin' down our streets
You better lock up your man
Before he meets

The new girl in town
Who just came on the scene
The new girl in town
Can't be more than sixteen

And she's got a way of makin'
A boy act like a clown
Woah, woah, woah, woah
We don't know what to do
'Bout the new girl in town

The new girl in town
Seems to dance on air
The new girl in town
She's got the coolest hair

You better tell the home coming queen
To hold on to her crown
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Or she's gonna lose it to
The new girl in town

She's hip, so cool
I'm gonna get her after school
And yet we'd like to be like her
'Cause she's the kitten that the cats prefer

Ladies, step aside

The new girl in town
He's my guy on a string
The new girl in town
Hey look, she's wearin' his ring

I can't stop crying and so
In my own tears I'm gonna drown
Woah, woah, woah, woah
'Cause he wants to rendezvous
With the new girl

We kinda sad and blue
Yes, it's true girl
We'd like to say
To the new girl in town
The new girl in town
Woah, woah, woah, woah

From out of the blue girl
This town's in a stew girl
What a hullabloo girl
She ain't just passing through girl

She's stickin' like glue girl
To the man I thought I knew girl
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Hey look out for that movin' van
Look out, look out, look out, look out
She was a new girl in town