The Girl Can't Help It

She can’t help it, the girl can’t help it
She can’t help it, the girl can’t
Now if she walks by, the men folks get engrossed
If she winks an eye, bread slice turn to toast
Now if she’s got a lot of what they call the most
You know the girl can’t help it, she was born to please
And if she’s got a figure made to squeeze, yeah
Now, won’t you kindly be aware, the girl can’t help it
Now if she mesmerizes every mother’s son
Now if she’s smiling, beefsteak become well done
Now yeah, she makes grandpa feel like he’s twenty-one
Oh yeah
The girl can’t help it, she was born to please
And if she’s got a figure made to squeeze, yeah
Now won’t you kindly be aware, the girl can’t help it
Ow-ow-ow
Oh, sock it to me, baby
Ooh, my soul