He got me flowers but they weren’t roses Wonder what he’s thinking, wonder what it means Chocolate and red wine would’ve been better But I guess it’s okay, I shouldn’t mind
Oh, there’s just something about him Freckles and red hair Even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever Damn, I wish he bought me a rose
I’m just a girl, you know? I’m just a girl, you know?
I got these vinyls, I hope she likes ’em Her taste in music is better than mine She listens to Mozart, the songs are in minor It got me crying like I’m a child
Oh, there’s just something about him Freckles and red hair Even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever Damn, I wish he bought me a rose
I’m just a girl, you know? I’m just a girl, you know?
I wrote her a letter but I ain’t no poet She’s way too clever to read my rhymes I read Bukowski but he likes comics Comics have heroes, heroes are cool
Oh, there’s just something about him Freckles and red hair Even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever Damn, I wish he bought me a rose
I’m just a girl, you know? I’m just a girl, you know? He’s just a man, who knows? Oh-oh, oh-oh I’m just a man, I know Oh-oh I wish he bought me a rose I’m just a girl, you know?