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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Saturdays
The Saturdays
Performer
Barry Stone
Barry Stone
Keyboards
Julian Gingell
Julian Gingell
Keyboards
Frankie Sandford
Frankie Sandford
Vocals
Vanessa White
Vanessa White
Vocals
Mollie King
Mollie King
Vocals
Rochelle Wiseman
Rochelle Wiseman
Vocals
Una Healy
Una Healy
Vocals
The Alias
The Alias
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barry Stone
Barry Stone
Composer
Julian Gingell
Julian Gingell
Composer
Frankie Sandford
Frankie Sandford
Composer
Vanessa White
Vanessa White
Composer
Mollie King
Mollie King
Composer
Rochelle Wiseman
Rochelle Wiseman
Composer
Una Healy
Una Healy
Composer
HUMES ROCHELLE
HUMES ROCHELLE
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Barry Stone
Barry Stone
Producer
Julian Gingell
Julian Gingell
Producer
Pete Hofmann
Pete Hofmann
Mixing Engineer
The Alias
The Alias
Producer

Lyrics

Girl, girl
Girl, girl
Girl, girl
I see you've fallen, fallen for me
That's not the thing to do
I'll tell you straight up now
Listen what 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 mama's house
Taking me to mama's house, whoa
I warned you from the start
That boy, I'm not that kinda girl (kinda girl, kinda girl) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm gonna break your heart, tear it up
'Cause that's the way I work (way I work, way I work) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
No one man 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 (kinda girl, 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 just for tonight
You think I'm pretty
Such a pity, don't know what you've got
You're little sweet and sugar, something that I'm really not
Don't even think about taking me to mama's house
Taking me to mama's house, whoa
I warned you from the start
That boy, I'm not that kinda girl (kinda girl, kinda girl) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm gonna break your heart, tear it up
'Cause that's the way I work (way I work, way I work) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
No one man woman, I'm free to roam
Won't blow you kisses down the telephone, no
I warned you from the start, that boy, I'm not that kinda girl
No, I'm not that kinda girl (kinda girl)
Being good's not my thing (is not my thing)
I like to walk on the dark side (dark side)
Love's a stranger to me
But we can ride, yeah, we can ride tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, oh, whoa-whoa
I warned you from the start
That boy, I'm not that kinda girl (I'm not that kinda girl), oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm gonna break your heart, tear it up
'Cause that's the way I work (that's the way I work, oh, no), oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
No one man woman (no, oh), I'm free to roam, (no, oh)
Won't blow you kisses down the telephone (no, no)
I warned you from the start, that boy, I'm not that kinda girl
I'm not that kinda girl
That boy, I'm not that kinda girl
Written by: Barry Stone, Frankie Sandford, HUMES ROCHELLE, Julian Gingell, Mollie King, Rochelle Wiseman, Una Healy, Vanessa White
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