She's got a Dad she don't talk about
Part of her history
Tore up the past and she threw it out
It's a new century
Oooooh. The girl I love
Oooooh. The girl I love
She's got a habit of going out
And making up a scene
She's got some friends I can do without
Captains of industry
Oooooh. The girl I love
Oooooh. The girl I love
Oooooh. The girl I love
Oooooh. The girl I love
She says that, "Boys, they all mess around."
But I will make her see.
I'm not the guys that she knows about
I think we're meant to be.