作曲 : Cole, Max
I wanna a girl with a college head 
Not some dizzy mind 
I want somebody with some sentiment 
You wanna waste my time 
I wanna house in 
New Orleans 
You wanna hitch a ride 
So come on back when you can make some tea 
And read St. 
Augustine 
I like the way you look outside 
It's not like the secrets that you try to hide 
I kind of like the way you talk so tough (Chorus:) 
There's only one road to go down 
You gotta take it right out of town 
She's like an angel with no wings 
And don't you know she flies with strings attached 
Who said romance is a chosen thing 
Maybe it chose you 
Who said there's someone perfect waiting in the wings 
Perfection isn't you 
It's not the way you look outside 
It's not the boyfriend that you try to hide 
I kind of like that way you stand so bold (Chorus) 
Oh my Lord, you can kill me where 
I lay And it's alright that you sing no serenade 
And it's alright baby, that you're and angel without wings 
And it's alright girl, that you're flying with strings attached 
Yeah (Chorus)