Rachel bay jones - Kind Of Woman lyrics

When I first saw Pippin He was lying by the side of the road He didn't know where he was And he looked so exhausted And lost And you'd almost swear he was dead So I said pick him up Put him to bed See that he's bathed and clothed and fed You may ask, how could I fortell? He'd clean up oh so very well But it was no surprise When I raised my eyes And there he was I'm your average ordinary kind of woman Competent and neat Making life a treat Others as nice You meet often I know At least once or twice Every lifetime or so I'm your everyday, customary kind of woman Practical as salt Modest to a fault Conservative with a budget Liberal with a meal Just your average ideal My telling you this May seem sudden and strange It may not interest you much at all right now But things change Things change Still I'll understand if I'm not your kind of woman Anyone can make One terrible mistake But I've no special glamour No bait I can twirl For I'm just a plain, everyday Commonplace, come-what-may Average, ordinary Wonderful girl!