My Kinda Girl

Well the sun’s up

It’s six-thirty

Fell asleep with TV on again

Take five, check out the weather

It’s Monday mornin’ for this single mom



Works hard ‘till five-thirty

And once a week she gettin’ down and dirty

Back stage without a pass

“This Bud’s for you”, is tattooed on her ass



But she’s nobody’s fool

She’s broken down

Broken hearts

Broken rules

Out of touch in a modern world

Oh, but she’s my kinda girl



Ya Ya Ya



Yeah, she’s just a bit roughed out

Tough, but classy

All dressed up she looks so s-s-s-sassy

Hey bartender, come down here

Watch her blow the head off a tall blonde beer





But she’s nobody’s fool

She’s broken down

Broken hearts

Broken rules

Out of touch in a modern world



Oh but she’s my kinda girl

Yes she’s my kind, my kind, my kind of girl



My kind of girl

In a modern world



Outspoken in the bedroom

Ain’t afraid to tell you what she needs

And I’m happy, woo, if she’s happy

Lord I’m always up for them dirty deeds



But she’s nobody’s fool

She’s broken down

Broken hearts

Broken rules



Out of touch in a modern world

Oh, but she’s my kind of girl



My kind of girl

She’s my kind of girl

Yes, she’s my kind, my kind, my kinda girl