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