The Flirting Kind by Elvis Costello

She used to be the flirting kind
But the boy loved her anyway
He made up his mind

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

You better stop
Stop your running round
I got everything I wanted
I could make up for lost ground

I'm the flirting kind, the flirting kind
Your lovin' is best but I'll live like the rest
Just the flirting kind, just the flirting kind, just the flirting kind
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

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
Now, is her man all over, he's all over, all over town
With the flirting kind
He's the flirting kind

Your love is best
But I'll live like the rest
Just the flirting kind, just the flirting kind, just the flirting kind
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Just the flirting kind, just the flirting kind, just the flirting kind
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

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