I met a girl, a girl who's tall,
a girl who's tall named Marisol.
She was born in France,
she likes to dance,
she always wears pink
yoga pants.
Her lovebird clear sits in her hair,
and she takes that lovebird everywhere.
My, my, Marisol.
My, my, Marisol.
My, my, Marisol.
My, my, Marisol.
I met a boy, a boy who's short,
a boy who's short called Minimort.
He wears a hat upon his head
and he likes olives with his bread.
But he had a problem,
he couldn't get up to the topmost
shelf where he kept his suppo.
My, my Minimort, my, my
Minimort, my, my Marisol,
my, my Marisol.
But when Minnie Moore met Marisol,
he said to her, My, my, you're tall.
Could you help me out
and give a guy a hand?
I just can't reach that olive can.
Of course, she said,
and could you help me?
Cause I have trouble when
I bend my knees,
and that lower shelf is out of reach.
Could you help me get that juicy peach?
Oh, my, my, Marisol.
My, my, Marisol.
So she reached up, and he bent down
They shared their treats
sitting on the ground
A delicious peach, olives bread
And the lovebird sat on Marisol's head
The Minimard cheered, hey look at that
So Claire flew over to Minimard's head
Oh my, my, Marisol
Fly, fly,
Marisol
And when they both were done,
they did a dance,
and they said merci,
like they do in France.
And they both agreed,
it was a very good day,
and they got in the car,
and they drove away.
Now Marisol helps Minimort
And Minimort helps Marisol
One is tall and one is short
And together they can do it all
My, my Marisol
My, my Marisol
Fly, fly Marisol
My, my Marisol
My, my Marisol
My, my Marisol
Fly, fly Marisol
My, my Marisol you