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