Every time I see her, she don't even look my wayMaybe she will notice me, but then what would I say?I would say what's on my mind, but the words are hard to findBut I'm gonna try to tell her anywayDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's fine, so fine?Other guys who meet her may not think she's much to seeI can't begin to tell you what she always does to meMaybe it's the clothes she wears, or the way she combs her hairOh, that makes me wanna tell her that I careDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's fine, so fine?Maybe it's the clothes she wears, or the way she combs her hairOh, that makes me wanna tell her that I careDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's fine, so fine?Don't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?Everything about her drives me wildDon't you know that she's just my style?