Girl Like Rita (Eddie Biggins)

She had long red hair and a smile that would make men silly
Her accent was Brazilian Portuguese
From Florida and Georgia up to Chantilly
It wasn’t hard to bring them to their knees

You see, Rita’s expertise was extracting money
From older men enamored with her youth
Their wallets opened up when she called them ‘Honey'
Then she was gone before they knew the truth

But every guy she took
Still would give a second look
For another chance to meet a
Girl like Rita

In a D.C. bar she found a potential victim
She chuckled when she heard his name was Mark
He flashed his cash and Rita was glad she picked him
Seducing him with whispers in the dark

So he bought her pretty objects he thought would please her
And now and then she’d bless him with a crumb
It didn’t take too much to excite a geezer
A small kiss with a hint of more to come

And Mark would prove to be
More than just a mark, ‘cause he
Knew exactly how to treat a
Girl like Rita

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She observed him every time he used his computer
Sussed out the password to his bank account
So feigning hunger, Rita dispatched her suitor
And when he left, transferred the full amount

She packed her bag and thought, maybe Spain or Norway
Or maybe some rich Middle Eastern guy
But then she turned and Mark stood there in the doorway
And in his hand, his badge read “F.B.I.”

Now in the women’s klink
All the other inmates think
That there might not be a sweetah
Girl than Rita

Every guy she took
Still would give a second look
For another chance to meet a
Girl like Rita