The Kind Of Girl

If I were a pirate
on your seashore baby,
would you still come out to sea with me?
I’d rather die than be without you
I’d rather die
but the way I feel I’d rather fly

you look like the kind of girl
a boy could take home to his mother…
you look like the kind of girl
a boy could take home to his mother…

if I were an astronaut
in your space baby,
would you let me take you to the moon?
you are the stars I send my thoughts to
you are the stars
not a fable like the man from Mars

you look like the kind of girl
a boy could take home to his mother…
you look like the kind of girl
a boy could take home to his mother…