i know she doesn t play the field but she likes to know the strength of the team she says she doesn t like my style but i loved her in my own fashion kept her under wraps planted lots of verbal traps but she won t be gone for long no no no no nothing good ever comes of a bad mood and when she comes home she ll kick up some dust and ask me what s wrong she s a funny kind of girl set sail in a ship in a bottle she s a funny kind of girl and do the swiss fake it when the yodal she s a funny kind of girl la la la la la la i know her face so well although the color of her eyes escapes me for the moment so i ll send out the spies to hassle her at home and all the words to the wise and the whys to the words i say though her embrace is like being short changed or under charged i ll never revisit the scene of the crime where i ve seen you crying with glee she s a funny kind of girl give bad directions to a drunken sailor he ended up in the hills and she ended up in the wrong hands she s a funny kind of girl la la la la la la i ll stick out my neck and i ll raise the heavy head of importance and when the cap fits i ll wear it and if i knew what made carpets fly i wouldn t be sitting here twiddling my thumbs and i d threadbare my soul and wheedle my way into other people s lives and out of my own oh and out of my own yeah yeah yeah yeah