Not the Sort of Girl

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Girl, I've got got to say to you
That you’re not the kind
That you seem to think you are
You’re right that I don’t love you
And I’d never think of kissing you

And your heart is cold
You’re sick
Sick
Not the sort of girl I like to take to bed

I know that you would like me to
So that you could say I woulda to your friends
So they would be proud of you if they heard you had me too

And your heart is cold
You’re sick
Sick
Not the sort of girl I like to take to bed

Girl, I’ve got to say to you
I’ll say what I think of you
I’m sure you don’t want me to
So please go away from me
Sit down and try to see

And your heart is cold
You’re sick
Sick
Not the sort of girl I like to take to bed

I know that you would really like
To spend the day and all the night
Next to me
Girl you’re satisfied ??
Here is what you really like ??

And your heart is cold
You’re sick
Sick
Not the sort of girl I like to take to bed
(Hey!)