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
Driving 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 colour
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 world…
