I know she doesn't play the f ield
But she li kes to know the str ength of the team
She says she doesn't like my st yle
But I lo ved her in my own f ashion
Kept her u nder wraps
Planted l ots of verbal traps
But she won't be gone for l ong
Nothing go od ever comes of a bad mood
And when she comes ho me
She'll kick up some dust
And a sk me what's wrong
She's a funny kind of g irl
Set s ail in a ship in a b ottle
She's a funny kind of g irl
Do the Sw iss fa ke it when the yodal
She's a funny kind of g irl
I know her face so w ell
Although the co lor of her eyes
Esc apes me for the moment
So Ill s end out the spies
To h assle her at home
And all the w ords to the wise
And the w ise to the words I say
Th ough her embr ace
Is like b eing short-changed
Or under-charged
I'll never rev isit the scene of the crime
Where I've seen you cry ing with glee
She's a funny kind of g irl
Give bad dir ections to a drunken s ailor
He ended up in the h ills
And s he ended up
In the wro ng hands
She's a funny kind of g irl
Instrumental :
I'll stick out my n eck
And I'll r aise the heavy h ead of importance
And when the c ap fits I'll w ear it
But if I k new what made c arpets fly
I wouldn't be s itting here
Twiddling my th umbs in applause
I'd thr eadbare my soul
And whe edle my way
Into o ther people's li ves
And out of my o wn