Casey Lee Smith: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)

just had to write about those girls we all know. Mom tells us to look out for them, but when you see one you just can't help it.

THAT KIND OF GIRL

Here she comes (do you hear it?)
Heels clickin on the floor
Tight blue jeans
Heads will turn
Everyone knows I’m gonna get burned

I shouldn’t giv ‘er the time of day
She plays me like a video game
It takes, just one little look
And man she’s got me on the hook

CHORUS

She’s not the kind of girl
You’d bring home to yur’ mother
But man I bet you that she’d wanna meet your brother

Ya’ probably think that I’m being dumb
I just can’t help it, my mind goes numb.
I’m alive and kickin and ready to run
She’s just that kind of girl.

Girls like her don’t’ stick around
She goes through men in every town
So, come on baby, give me a try
That kind a girl can makes my brain fry

BRIDGE

Call me dense
Call it wrong
Look out boys
Cuz’ here she comes

CHORUS

She’s not the kind of girl
You’d bring home to yur’ mother
But man I bet you that she’d wanna meet your brother

Ya’ probably think that I’m being dumb
I just can’t help it, my mind goes numb.
I’m alive and kickin and ready to run
She’s just that kind of girl.