He got me flowers, but they weren't roses Wonder what he's thinking, wonder what it means Chocolate or red wine would've been better But I guess it's okay, I shouldn't mind Oh, there's just something about him Freckles and red hair, even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever, damn, I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl you know I'm just a girl you know I got these vinyls, I hope she likes them Her taste in music is better than mine She listens to Mozart, the songs are in mine It got me crying, like I'm a child Oh, there's just something about him Freckles and red hair, even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever, damn, I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl you know I'm just a girl you know I wrote her a letter, but I ain't no poet She's way too clever to read my rhymes I've read Bukowski, but he likes comics Comics of heroes, heroes are cool Oh, there's just something about him Freckles and red hair, even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever, damn, I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl you know I'm just a girl you know He's just a man I know I'm just a man I know I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl you know