To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

Robson girl, sit down by your daddy Maybe when we're older we can try this over Loving on the sidelines another one of my kind No one else's shoulder, I felt could be colder Loving on the sidelines just one straight on my mind

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

I am just a girl But today I can't believe it's true When you smiled and whispered, I love you Darling I could see Not the kind of woman men would like to meet Just another girl No one ever looks at in the street I was meant to be your girl One among the

Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory just another story We gonna fight your brother Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl Love 'n' hate tattooed across the knuckles of

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

Kiss it goodbye Kiss it goodbye (if here ain't holdin' you back) Kiss it goodbye (your little panic attack) I'm a different girl (Low) another chance (Low) I'll understand (Low) if you're coming hello Kiss, kiss, kiss it all goodbye-bye You procrastinate

Maybe I should have noticed You were my girl You were just half in love That I'm not the only one Somebody saw you with him Somebody told me that you Got another lover you've been giving it to Can't believe I believed you

Ain't nothin' 'bout it luck, there's somethin' 'bout a truck Somethin' 'bout a truck in a farmer's field And there's somethin' 'bout a truck in a field And a girl in a red sundress with an ice cold beer to her lips Begging for another kiss And there's

To the world You may be just another girl Baby, you are the world All I've got to say is That's alright, that's okay When you don't feel important, honey To the teller down at the bank You're just another checking account