by Jay Corey
Well a belle walks up, says how do you do .
Said she'd like to take a ride if I got the fuel.
Chorus: She's my Carolina baby, lookin' fine, fine. My Carolina baby,
lookin' fine, fine.
She's my Carolina baby and that girl's all the rage.
She got long legs, she got long hair too.
She said don't bother with the picture, I know what to do.
She likes to drink her wine, she likes to dance all night.
If the girl was a plane I'd be bookin' a flight.
She likes to eat them grits, she likes to wink and tease.
If the girl said down, I'd be on my knees.
The girl's got style, the girl's got class.
Am I a happy man, you can bet your ass.
Lookin' fine, fine, fine - - - Carolina. fine, fine, fine - - - Carolina.
fine, fine, fine - - - Carolina. Lookin' fine, fine, fine - - - Carolina.
She's my Carolina baby, and that girls all the rage.