Not Gonna Be That Girl Deacon Blue

I saw her standing beneath the street lamp
Gold beams falling down on her hair
Made it look like
She was wearing a halo
She was surely heaven sent
But I was smart enough to know
Oh no, that's not what it meant
She's not gonna be that girl

She's gonna be what she is
And what she is I want to know
Like the back of my hand
Not at all like I planned
Nothing like what this man
Thought he wanted
But now I want it

I saw her standing in our kitchen light
The evening shadows falling on her face
Made her look like
Some kind of princess in a poor man's house
When she smiles I think of diamonds
And surely she wants out
But she's not gonna be that girl

She's gonna be what she is
And what she is I want to know
Like the back of my hand
Not at all like I planned
Nothing like what this man
Thought he wanted