| My girl, she’s extraordinary |
| My girl, she’s different from the rest |
| She is truth combined with fiction |
| A lovely contradiction |
| But you’ll only see the part of her she wants you to see |
| Yes, you’d understand if you knew her like I do |
| I just do what I can to keep up on her points of view |
| And laugh to myself when it’s over my head |
| Yes, she’s got a way all her own |
| Sometimes she baffles and confounds me |
| I’m fine when she wraps her arms around me When I finally figured out I’ll never figure her out |
| That’s when I begin to understand just what she’s all about |
| Yes, you’d understand if you knew her like I do |
| I just do what I can to keep up on her points of view |
| And laugh to myself when it’s over my head |
| Yes, she’s got a way all her own |
| She smiles and the questions disappear |
| She cries and only God knows why she’s here |
| Yes, you’d understand if you knew her like I do |
| I just do what I can to keep up on her points of view |
| And laugh to myself when it’s over my head |
| 'cause she’s got a way all her own |
| Yes, she’s got a way all her own |
| She’s got a way all her own |