As sung many times from my dear 98 year old uncle ray of the USA, a world war II, ''the big one''veteran....

The girl of my dreams has bobbed her hair and dyed it a flaming red...
She drinks and she smokes and she tells dirty jokes there isn't a brain in her head....
She thinks white mule makes the world go round...she can drink more than you or i...
For the girl of my dreams is a cigarette fiend and the sweetheart of six other guys.....