He met her blowing smoke ringsnUnder a No Smoking signnShe cut right there in front of himnSaid suckers wait in line,nTurned off by your walkmannYou try to say hellonNow that I come to think of itnHe never could say nonnCareful, don't give her an inchnShe'll take half your worldnWhy does he love that kind of girl?nnAnd all of her exes, they could form a bandnTo play the kind of musicnThat she could never standnCountry's just for bumpkinsnThat's what she always saidnAnd she likes Smashing PumpkinsnShe'll smash one on your headnnCareful, don't give her an inchnShe'll take half your worldnWhy does he love that kind of girl?nnMy photogenic memorynRan out of film todaynI never knew what not to donJust knew what not to saynAnd she can play the victimnAnd she can victimizenShe'll play you off your brothernRight there in front of your eyesnnCareful, don't give her an inchnShe'll take half your worldnWhy does he love that kind of girl?nnShe gave him rocks for his headnAnd promised him a pearlnWhy does he love that kind of girl?nWhy does he love that kind of girl?