Hood up, bent over that carborater,
I skinned my knuckle, damn that hurt.
Got a six-pack chillin' on ice for later,
and grease all over my white t-shirt.
My brother taught me how to throw a curve ball,
the cheerleadin' thing never felt quite right.
When it comes to high fashion I hit a brick wall,
This girl's just one of the guys.
You can dress me up, but it won't change,
The way I walk against the grain.
I can rock your world, and if my mood is right,
You can take me home, but I'm gonna drive,
Cuz this girl's just one of the guys.
I can throw darts, talk about fishing,
Tell a dirty joke, and watch Nascar.
I can help you with your lovelife and tell you 'bout women,
Drink you under the table at your favourite bar,
You can dress me up, but it won't change,
The way I walk against the grain.
I can rock your world, and if my mood is right,
You can take me home, but I'm gonna drive,
Cuz this girl's just one of the guys.
I'm still a lady looking for the right man,
But he's gotta take me, just the way I am
You can dress me up, but it won't change,
The way I walk against the grain.
I can rock your world, and if my mood is right,
After the game on monday night,
Cuz this girl's just one of the guys.
Yeah this girl's just one of the guys.
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