Van hunt

Being a girl

Van hunt
Every once-in-awhile,
-you meet a child,
-that drives you wild,
With unmistakable, down-town, 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 fresh-love, 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-her-self,
-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 pocket-ful
-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 her-self,
-full of spectacle and charm-like nothing else.
Being a girl...

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