Tommy Tutone - Rachel lyrics

Some girls born to luxury Some inherit monotony Some quite early become wives A few stay single all of their lives. Some girls have a pretty face Some got that social grace. Some dress up in the latest styles Wearing their boots made out of crocodiles Pick me up and take me away Recite me rosaries Put my life in a wooden box And sail me out to sea. Talkin 'bout Rachel! Oo-whoa-oh, Rachel. Rachel got no fancy clothes But she turns heads wherever she goes Oh-whoa, you can hear 'em singin'. Lord, she makes their poor heart ring, If you listen you will hear them sing They'll be singing. You can hear them singing Rachel! Rachel Talkin' bout some girls born to luxury, Some inherit monotony Some all dressed up, all dressed up, in the latest style She don't need it. Rachel! Rachel! Talkin' 'bout Rachel!