Frente!
A girl is the word that she hasn't heard
The truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt
The traffic's a blur, the street's a river
Shes bigger and braver than she is clever
See it's her, it's her
See it's her, it's her
A mind so complex
It's breaking her neck
She thinks she's a car
Driving to its own wreck
Too wild and cool, vulnerable
To think one could change her
That's where I'm a fool
Won't you see? it's her, it's her
See it's her, it's her
A girl is a verb a whirl of color
In doing shes being
She never thought she was thinking
Anything you could
See it's her, it's her
See it's her, it's her
A girl is the word
A girl is a verb
A girl is the world