She can be at the club or at the race
She's got the maker's mark if you keep the pace
It's something in the way she gives that look
Tell the world she's a damn good cook
Eyes sharper than hawks, she could have any man
High class actor or a guy in a band
This golden girl could have any singer
Compete with her you better be a ringer
She seems the kind to leave for another
But piss her off you better take cover
She said it once, she'll say it all night
Nothing's too wild for Betty White