She's never looked in a mirror
She was carved out of wood
And from a mile away
You can feel her in your neighborhood
No need to dial her number
She won't answer your call
'Cause all she wants
Is to watch you crawl
Don't think twice about calling her baby
'Cause every woman is more than a lady
She doesn't cry for you
She's only passing through
You could learn a thing or two
She doesn't cry for you
And you're the kind of boy
Who doesn't play by the rules
She is the real McCoy
She'll turn your tears into pools
You can beg and plead and cry
In the end she'll leave you high and dry
She doesn't cry for you
She's only passing through
You could learn a thing or two
She doesn't cry for you
She doesn't cry for you
She's only passing through
You could learn a thing or two
She doesn't cry for you
