Everybody Digs The Majorette Lyrics

She's coming up the street

She's strutting with her feet

Twirling that baton

As she sweeps her arm

Around from her shoulder

That generous gesture

It's our invitation to join her

She's so crisp, she's so bright

She's too perfect to be real

She points her toes, marching in step

Spins to toss that baton up

A silvery blur, swirling apparition

She makes the catch

She turns to face the band

Salutes the clarinets and

And she pivots on her toe

And back up the street she goes

Her skirt fans and begs

Revealing her legs

Lean and sinewed

It's already in you

She's optimistic, she is relentless

She is everything good

She twirls that baton, between her fingers

Raised up into the sky

A thrill to young children

And to middle-aged men alike

Let her be a lesson to you

Everybody digs the majorette

She catches your eye. She's tossing it high

Everybody digs the majorette

She's toeing the line. She is everything fine

She's just so fresh. She's just so true

She's here in the flesh. She's breaking on through

She's got the big smile. She's arching her back

She's puts me on trial. She's on the track

She is full of adventure. She's the vision of truth

She's not open to censure. She's the promise of youth

Everybody digs the majorette

She catches your eye. She's tossing it high

Everybody digs the majorette

She's toeing the line. She is everything fine