Lyrics:

I know she likes her magazines

And what they're wearing down in Hollywood

I know she wants green tea ice cream

And just for fun melting in the sun

She likes her jokes as long as they're bad

And I'll laugh anyway



CHORUS: But I'll never really know her

She told me all I really need to know

Is that she'll always get her way

She knows that she will always get away with it

She likes to take me out so I

Can watch her dance with her girlfriends

And the cool boys playin' pool stop and stare

At the way she moves

Dancin' queen is blarin'

She likes to know that she will be driving me home

Because I'm too slow



She likes her prime time T.V. shows

With a secrete crush on David Letterman

But she could never let her friends know

She's pure punk rock at a ripe twenty seven

I know these things

I've seen the presets on her car stereo



CHORUS