A Girl I Know Lyrics by The Matches
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She
She’s a memory
In the minds of guys
She doesn’t know
know her

She’s
Behind there foreheads
Doing deeds
She’s never done before

And her worlds a blur
Her worlds a blur about her
The girls not green
She’s got no clue
They’re whispering about her
She’s got no clue
She’s never quite sure what to do
With her hands
In social
Situations

She
She seems so well liked
But friends are few
And hardly friends at all
and She’s
So sick of herself sometimes
Leaves her stomach
Inside a bathroom stall

She never quite knows what to do
With her hands
In private
Situations

And her worlds a blur
Her worlds a blur about her
The girls not green
But she’s got no clue
They’re whispering about her
She’s got no clue
She’s never quite sure what to do

But she is the what
They are the matter
She is the glass
They are the shatter
She is the dawn
They are the Saturday
They never made it home

She
She hates dinner dates
And getting to know you
And awkward intervals

And her worlds a blur
Her worlds a blur about her
The girls not green
She’s got no clue
They’re whispering about her
She’s got no clue
She’s never quite sure what to do
With her hands

She’s never quite sure what to do
With her hands
In casual
Situations
She   She’s a memory   In the minds of guys   She doesn’t know    know her      She’s   Behind there foreheads   Doing deeds   She’s never done before      And her worlds a blur   Her worlds a blur about her   The girls not green   She’s got no clue   They’re whispering about her   She’s got no clue   She’s never quite sure what to do   With her hands   In social   Situations      She   She seems so well liked   But friends are few   And hardly friends at all   and She’s   So sick of herself sometimes   Leaves her stomach   Inside a bathroom stall      She never quite knows what to do   With her hands   In private   Situations      And her worlds a blur   Her worlds a blur about her   The girls not green   But she’s got no clue   They’re whispering about her   She’s got no clue   She’s never quite sure what to do      But she is the what   They are the matter   She is the glass   They are the shatter   She is the dawn   They are the Saturday   They never made it home      She   She hates dinner dates   And getting to know you   And awkward intervals      And her worlds a blur   Her worlds a blur about her   The girls not green   She’s got no clue   They’re whispering about her   She’s got no clue   She’s never quite sure what to do   With her hands      She’s never quite sure what to do   With her hands   In casual   Situations