She's got the kind of look defies gravity She's the cook And fat-free
She's been to private And she perfect French got the perfect friends Oh, she cool?
She Tai Chi She'd never her nerve more than you deserve She's far better than me
Hey, hey!
So don't I die of deception I promise you won't see me cry feel sorry
And don't I'll be fine, but waiting And the you gave to her will lose its shine So bother, be unkind
I'm sure she doesn't How to touch you like I I her at that one good you think so?
She's almost six tall She must I'm a flea I'm a cat, you see And not my last life at all
Hey, hey!
So don't I won't die of I promise you ever see me cry Don't sorry
bother I'll be fine, but she's And the you gave to her will lose its shine So bother, be unkind
For you, I'd up all I own And move to a country If you came with me, of And I'd file my nails, so don't hurt you And lose those pounds, and about football If it made you stay, but you won't, but you
So don't I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, be fine Promise you won't see me cry And after all, I'm glad that I'm not your Promise you ever see me cry
Don't I'll be fine, be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine you won't ever see me cry And after all, I'm glad I'm not your type Not type, not your type, not your type Promise you won't see me cry