Written by Dewey Bunnell, ©1980 Found on Alibi. Well, she said all along, I'm her one A little fingernail polish, chewin' gum Her round the world heart made of platinum, that's right She looks like a China doll baby, especially in white A tropicana flower in the candlelight She turned into a pumpkin pie, sweet kiss at midnight She moves, oh so fine She's like a perfect valentine She's not one to fall in love She's too high on the stars above at night She wants to be your red-hot mama, all alone She dances with the boys on the telephone She makes a lotta noise in the quiet zone at night Yeah, you talk about a party at the beach, ain't that grand She just took a raincheck with another man Who lay on the deck of his catamaran some night She moves, oh so fine She's like a perfect valentine She's not one to fall in love She's too high on the stars above at night Well, I can't tell you much, but what I know (what I know) You can't take her with you when it's time to go 'Cause she knows where it's at with a Romeo, you'll see She moves, oh so fine She's like a perfect valentine She's not one to fall in love She's too high on the stars above at night She moves Just like a perfect valentine She's not one to fall in love She's too high on the stars above at night