Text: Terry Allen. That Kind of Girl.

Yeah, I know you don't understand this
But I think you have a death wish
Even though I know you do not want to die

Yeah, you just want to fall in love
Be blessed by the Lord above
And get married to a real nice guy

Wear a string of pearls
Wear your mother's pearls
You are just that kind of girl

Yeah, you must have a death wish
But you would never cut your wrists
I know you do not believe in suicide

You just want the perfect home
Full of perfect stuff and be left alone
And never ever have to go outside

Out into the world
Out into the world
You are just that kind of girl

Yeah, you must have a death wish
You look a little anorexic
Though I know you eatin' good healthy food

You do not smoke cigarettes
Do drugs, get drunk or even think of it
And love to do without sex is more true

Yeah, but true to you
True to you?
Or just life in that kind of world
Just life in, you're in that kind of girl