This Girl Lyrics - Chumbawamba

This girl, she didn't turn out quite the way she was supposed to do 

This girl, she got bored of all the things they brought her up to say 

She never meant them anyway 

This girl, she got caught out on the multi-storey car park 

Throwing goodbye notes wrapped up in bricks 

When they put her in the car she said, 'Jesus made me do it' 

But all the priests in all the world couldn't save this girl 

This girl, content with all the bloody noses, scabby knees 

You get from fighting wars like these, 

Running past the tidy houses pulling faces 

This material world couldn't tempt this girl 

(Chorus) 

Now she entertains the world and all its mates 

But she doesn't fit in 

And everybody thinks this girl is great 

But she's lacing all the party drinks with venom from a poison pen 

This girl, she made a habit of habitually lying 

Does everybody's head in 

She knows what happens when the next stop that you see 

It's not the one that everyone expected it to be 

This girl, happy families 'round the supermarket check-out 

She loves to be the odd one out 

The party girl who stayed upstairs 

Playing musical chairs 

La-la, la-la-la 

She doesn't care this girl. 

(Repeat chorus) 

This girl, she didn't turn out quite the way she was supposed to do