She's the kind of girl you know,
Who likes to keep account of what she owes,
And I would try to let her out,
But I can hear her when she's not around.

And she's saying things about my hair, She's saying things about my hair.
She's wondering why the guys don't know
Why she's afraid of what she owes.
She is only learing of
A different kind of love.

He's the only man you love,
He's the only man you're thinking of.
You'd never try to make a deal,
The kind of love that you don't have to feel.
But she's leaving him, now she's grown,
She's leaving him, now she's grown.
And I'm saying all the right things,
I'm saying all the right things.

She's feeling like she'll owe her man
A wilfull taste of all she is.
She thinks she's only learning of
A different kind of love.

So maybe she can be the man,
Get the money any way she can.
I'll wait in the house alone,
Give her what she needs when she gets home.

But I'm just as blind as the rest,
I'm just as blind as the rest.
Cause she's saying things about my hair,
She's saying things about my hair.
She's feeling like she'll owe the world,
To anyone who'll take her in.
She thinks she's only learning of
A different kind of love.
She's wondering why the guys don't know
Why she's afraid of what she owes
She is only learning of
A different kind of love.