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 She's more than you She's just far better me
Hey, hey!
So bother I die of deception I you won't ever see me cry Don't sorry
And don't I'll be fine, but waiting And the ring you to her will lose its shine So don't bother, be
I'm sure she doesn't How to touch you like I I her at that one good Don't you so?
She's almost six feet She think 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 won't see me cry Don't feel
Don't I'll be fine, but she's 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 made you stay, but you won't, but you
So bother I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, be fine you won't ever see me cry And after all, I'm glad that I'm not type Promise you ever see me cry
Don't I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be Promise you ever see me cry And after all, I'm that I'm not your type Not your type, not your type, not your Promise you ever see me cry