She used to be the flirting kind But the boy loved her anyway He made up his mind She said, What's a girl to do to be content? Use your imagination Time to experiment Make love like a punishment So they call her the flirting kind The flirting kind You better stop Stop your running round I got everything I wanted I could make up for lost ground With the flirting kind The flirting kind Your love is best But I'll leave like the rest The flirting kind The flirting kind They say that her fate is sealed But she's much too beautiful to ever yield She says, What's a girl to do to be content? Use your imagination Time to experiment Make love like a punishment So they call her the flirting kind The flirting kind She's crying in her sleep For a man tone deaf So is a man all over He's all over, all over town With the flirting kind The flirting kind Your love is best But I'll leave like the rest The flirting kind The flirting kind
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