She looks like the type of girl who could ride a dirt bike   She looks like the type of girl who'd go wherever I like      We could talk about Freud and motorcycle leather   No matter what I say she'll laugh and think I'm clever   And all I gotta do is get the guts to walk up and see   If she's the type of girl who'd talk to me      She looks like the type of girl who could skate a half pipe   She looks like the type of girl, who could win a cat fight      And I bet she likes dogs and would never hurt a creature   She'd snowboard so high that I almost couldn't reach her   She'd never tell a lie and she'd leave her friends to be with me   That's the way I bet it's gonna be      What if, what if, she ignores me?   What if, what if she laughs?   What if, what if she talks, like, like, like a valley girl?      She looks like the type of girl who can play a guitar   She looks like the type of girl who could be a pop star      But she'll only sing for me in our room down in the basement   Her parents won't insult me and her friends won't push replacements   And everyone will know that we are meant to be      Her eyes will light up she'll glow when we're together   I'll never have to sulk and we'll laugh and play forever   I guess I'll never know cuz I doubt that she would be   The type of girl who'd wait for me