| My girl, she’s extraordinary
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| My girl, she’s different from the rest
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| She is truth combined with fiction
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| A lovely contradiction
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| But you’ll only see the part of her she wants you to see
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| Yes, you’d understand if you knew her like I do
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| I just do what I can to keep up on her points of view
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| And laugh to myself when it’s over my head
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| Yes, she’s got a way all her own
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| Sometimes she baffles and confounds me
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| I’m fine when she wraps her arms around me When I finally figured out I’ll never figure her out
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| That’s when I begin to understand just what she’s all about
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| Yes, you’d understand if you knew her like I do
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| I just do what I can to keep up on her points of view
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| And laugh to myself when it’s over my head
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| Yes, she’s got a way all her own
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| She smiles and the questions disappear
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| She cries and only God knows why she’s here
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| Yes, you’d understand if you knew her like I do
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| I just do what I can to keep up on her points of view
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| And laugh to myself when it’s over my head
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| 'cause she’s got a way all her own
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| Yes, she’s got a way all her own
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| She’s got a way all her own |