[Verse 1]
There's this girl
Who we all know
But I can tell that you love her
Like no one before
I want to tell you
There will be problems
And chances are you'll meet the same fight
As the boys before

[Chorus]
She's the kind of girl that makes you think
You got a chance in Hell, but you ain't got none

[Verse 2]
She'll make plans
And just as soon forget them
She pleads drunkenness
It's always such a fine defence
And as for "sorry"
You can forget it
She won't understand
Why you felt like such a fool

[Chorus]
She's the kind of girl that makes you think
You got a chance in Hell, but you ain't got none
And Hell's the only place that you'll be living
When she tells you she don't want none
[Verse 3]
So you think too much
And you drink too much
And you start to think
You need a woman's touch
So you get worked up
And you call her up
But the words don't come
Cat got your tongue! (Oh, oh, oh!)

[Bridge]
I know you wouldn't mind
If she just said, "You're not my kind"
But she will just lead you on
Because she's having too much fun

[Chorus]
She's the kind of girl that makes you think
You got a chance in Hell, but you ain't got none
And Hell's the only place that you'll be living
When she tells you she don't want none

[Refrain]
That girl, ooh
That girl, ooh
That girl, ooh
That girl
Oh, oh, that girl!
Oh, that girl!
Ho-ho, that girl!
Uh-huh, that girl
[Outro]
*Laughter*
(It's not funny)