The Saturdays - Not that kinda girl lyrics

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I see you've fallen, fallen for me

That's not the thing to do

I'll tell you straight up now

Listen while I'm saying now

I'll play you like a fool

You think I'm pretty

Such a pity, don't know what you've got

And wife material is something that I'm really not

Don't even think about,

Taking me to momma's house

Taking me to momma's house

Ooh Oooh

I warned you from the start

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl

Ooh Oooh

I'm gonna break your heart

Tear it up cause that's the way I work

Ooh Oooh

No, I'm that woman, I'm free to roam

Won't blow you kisses, down the telephone

I warned you from the start

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl...

I won't pretend I'll be the girl on your arm

Don't need no Mr Right

Forget the fancy things

I ain't looking for no strings

You got me dressed for tonight

You think I'm pretty

Such a pity don't know what you've got

Your little sweetening sugar is something that I'm really not

Don't even think about

Taking me to momma's house

Taking me to momma's house

Ooh Oooh

I warned you from the start

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl (kinda girl, kinda girl)

Ooh Oooh

I'm gonna break your heart

Tear it up cause that's the way I work

Ooh Oooh

No, I'm that woman, I'm free to roam

Won't blow you kisses, down the telephone

I warned you from the start

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl

Being good's not my thing

I like to walk on the dark side

Love's a stranger to me

But we can ride

Yeah, we can ride tonight

I warned you from the start

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl

Ooh Oooh

I'm gonna break your heart

Tear it up cause that's the way I work

Ooh Oooh

No, I'm that woman, I'm free to roam

Won't blow you kisses, down the telephone

I warned you from the start

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl

That boy, I'm not that kinda girl

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