And their conversation's boring
'Cause I only wagon on the surest things
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
A hundred pounds, a hundred pounds of trash
Just for a fling, for a fling
My colleagues squawk about
She's my best bosom buddy, she's my partner
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
I would follow five hundred miles away from home
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
What's this I hear about these perfect tens
I haven't known too many women
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
I would bet anyone fifty dollars
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
She is fine, incredibly fine, it's no wonder
That she catches, that she catches all the stares
To my twenty-six the others can't compare
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
But of all the relationships I've been in
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
Anywhere, anywhere she would go
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
They talk to me, they ramble on in my ears
In the things I find important to share
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
Throughout my less than lustrous career
On a scale of one to ten, my baby's a twenty-six
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
Twenty-six, my baby's a twenty-six
Them Ritzy girl friends
