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I know she doesn`t play the field
But she likes to know the strength of the team
She says she doesn`t like my style
But I loved her in my own fashion
Kept her under wraps
Planted lots of verbal traps
But she won`t be gone for long
Nothing good ever comes of a bad mood
And when she comes home
She`ll kick up some dust
And ask me what`s wrong

She`s a funny kind of girl
Set sail in a ship in a bottle
She`s a funny kind of girl
Do the Swiss fake it when the yodal
She`s a funny kind of girl

I know her face so well
Although the color of her eyes
Escapes me for the moment
Though her embrace
Is like being short-changed
Or under-charged
I`ll never revisit the scene of the crime
Where I`ve seen you crying with glee

She`s a funny kind of girl
Give bad directions to a drunken sailor
He ended up in the hills
And she ended up
In the wrong hands
She`s a funny kind of girl

I`ll stick out my neck
And I`ll raise the heavy head of importance
And when the cap fits I`ll wear it
But if I knew what made carpets fly
I wouldn`t be sitting here
Twiddling my thumbs
I`d threadbare my soul
And wheedle my way
Into other people`s lives
And out of my own

I know she doesn`t play the field
But she likes to know the strength of the team
She says she doesn`t like my style
But I loved her in my own fashion
Kept her under wraps
Planted lots of verbal traps
But she won`t be gone for long
Nothing good ever comes of a bad mood
And when she comes home
She`ll kick up some dust
And ask me what`s wrong

She`s a funny kind of girl
Set sail in a ship in a bottle
She`s a funny kind of girl
Do the Swiss fake it when the yodal
She`s a funny kind of girl

I know her face so well
Although the color of her eyes
Escapes me for the moment
Though her embrace
Is like being short-changed
Or under-charged
I`ll never revisit the scene of the crime
Where I`ve seen you crying with glee

She`s a funny kind of girl
Give bad directions to a drunken sailor
He ended up in the hills
And she ended up
In the wrong hands
She`s a funny kind of girl

I`ll stick out my neck
And I`ll raise the heavy head of importance
And when the cap fits I`ll wear it
But if I knew what made carpets fly
I wouldn`t be sitting here
Twiddling my thumbs
I`d threadbare my soul
And wheedle my way
Into other people`s lives
And out of my own

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