Just tell me what you've got to say to me
I've been waiting for so long to hear the [bad word] [bad word] as no surprise at all you see
So cut the [bad word] and tell me that we're through

Now I know your heart, I know your mind
You don't even know you're bein' unkind
So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways
Just use me up and then you walk away
Why do you play me this way?

Well I guess what you say is [bad word] 
I could never be the right kind of girl for you

I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman

When I saw my best friend yesterday
She said she never like you from the start
Well me, I wish that I could claim the same
But you always knew you held my heart

You said I was a charming, handsome man
Now I think I finally understand
Is it in your genes? I don't know
But I'll soon find out, that's for sure
Why do you play me this way?

Well I guess what you say is [bad word] 
I could never be the right kind of girl for you

I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be… your woman

Well I guess what you say is [bad word] 
I could never be the right kind of girl for you

I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be… your woman

I could never be, never be, never be your woman…
Never be, never be your woman…
Never be, never be, never be, never be your woman…