Every once in a while,
you meet a child,
that drives you wild,
With unmistakable, downtown, style.

Her winter coat,
and sexy tokes,
on camel smokes
Don't prepare you for a laugh that explodes.

A princess, and a mistress,
dressed in Sunday best,
To impress a freshlove, interest.

To set the stage,
Receive her praise,
and leave a sour taste
That only gets sweeter as it fades.

She just can't help: Being a girl,
She just can't help: Being a girl,
She just can't help herself,
full of spectacle and charm like nothing else.
Being a girl

At the initial glance,
She's making plans
to build her a man.
Like a T-4, or an airplane;
The girl wants a model romance,
Fell in love;
while taming her;
new adventurer,
Cause every rebel needs a woman's touch (woman's touch)

The fact is
She's an actress,
using the bedroom, for practice
Making him think, his kiss is all she ever imagines.

With a pocketful
of rocket fuel
dragging strings that pull;
On a heart, that's uncertain, but beautiful

She just can't help: Being a girl
She just can't help: Being a girl
She just can't help herself,
full of spectacle and charmlike nothing else.
Being a girl.