A girl is the word That she hasn't heard The truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt The traffic's a blur The street's a river She's bigger and braver than she is clever
See it's her, it's her See it's her, it's her
A mind so complex It's breaking her neck She thinks she's a car drving to to its own wreck Too wild and cool, vulnerable To think one could change her That's where I'm a fool
Won't you see it's her, it's her See it's her, it's her
A girl is a verb A whirl of color In doing she's being She never thought she was thinking anything you could
See it's her, it's her See it's her, it's her
A girl is the word A girl is a verb A girl is the word...