| There’s a man in a Stetson hat, howlin' like an alley cat
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| Outside my window tonight
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| Sayin', «Baby, put on something hot, meet me in the parking lot
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| About a quarter to nine»
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| I get the feelin' that he’s never read Romeo and Juliet
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| I’m gettin' tired of these one night stands
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| But if you wanna make a real romance
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| I’m that kind of girl, I’m that kind of girl
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| I ain’t the woman in red, I ain’t the girl next door
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| But if somewhere in the middle’s what you’re lookin' for
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| I’m that kind of girl, I’m that kind of girl
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| Let me tell you that I like my lovin' just as much as any woman
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| But I’m drawin' the line
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| A little sensitivity always seems to get to me every time
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| I’m a sucker for a love-sick fool
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| The kind that carries all your books in school
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| I’m getting tired of these one night stands
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| But if you’re lookin' for a real romance
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| I’m that kind of girl, I’m that kind of girl
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| I ain’t the woman in red, I ain’t the girl next door
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| But if somewhere in the middle’s what you’re lookin' for
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| I’m that kind of girl, I’m that kind of girl
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| I’m that kind of girl, I’m that kind of girl
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| I ain’t the woman in red, I ain’t the girl next door
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| But if somewhere in the middle’s what you’re lookin' for
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| I’m that kind of girl, I’m that kind of girl
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| I’m that kind of girl, oh whoa
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| I’m that kind of girl, oh whoa |