Well the sun’s up

It’s six-thirty

Fell asleep with TV on again

Take five, check out the weather

It’s Monday mornin’ for this single mom

Works hard ‘till five-thirty

And once a week she gettin’ down and dirty

Back stage without a pass

“This Bud’s for you”, is tattooed on her ass

But she’s nobody’s fool

She’s broken down

Broken hearts

Broken rules

Out of touch in a modern world

Oh, but she’s my kinda girl

Ya Ya Ya

Yeah, she’s just a bit roughed out

Tough, but classy

All dressed up she looks so s-s-s-sassy

Hey bartender, come down here

Watch her blow the head off a tall blonde beer

But she’s nobody’s fool

She’s broken down

Broken hearts

Broken rules

Out of touch in a modern world

Oh but she’s my kinda girl

Yes she’s my kind, my kind, my kind of girl

My kind of girl

In a modern world

Outspoken in the bedroom

Ain’t afraid to tell you what she needs

And I’m happy, woo, if she’s happy

Lord I’m always up for them dirty deeds

But she’s nobody’s fool

She’s broken down

Broken hearts

Broken rules

Out of touch in a modern world

Oh, but she’s my kind of girl

My kind of girl

She’s my kind of girl

Yes, she’s my kind, my kind, my kinda girl