Текст песни The Flirting Kind - Elvis Costello

She used to be the flirting kind
But the boy loved her anyway
He made up his mind
She says, "What's a girl to do to be content?"
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
You better stop
Stop your running 'round
I got everything I wanted
I could make up for lost ground
With the flirting kind
It's the flirting kind
Your love is best
But I'll leave like the rest
It's the flirting kind
It's the flirting kind
It's the flirting kind
They say that her fate is sealed
But she's much too beautiful
To ever yield
She says, "What's a girl to do to be content?"
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
She's crying in her sleep
For a man tone deaf
Now he's a man all over
He's all over, all over town
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But I'll leave like the rest
Just the flirting kind
Just the flirting kind
Just the flirting kind
Just the flirting kind
Just the flirting kind
Just the flirting kind