You think that you can have anything
With that money of yours
Well sure I admired
All the fun and high flying
I just don't like the tune you call
Now everyday in every way
You gotta try and get a little bit more
But you can't have that heart of gold
If it ain't there from the day you were born
Now don't you know
Any better by now
You're gonna push it away
If you push it too far
Open your mind
Hear what I say
I'm talking to you
I'm gonna say it again
This girl ain't for sale
This girl ain't for sale
I don't have much to show
I know but what I've got is my own
And you showed me some things
But I didn't see the strings
Until they caught in the light of the sun
Now hand in hand
Ain't what you planned
Oh it's more like a ring through the nose
You just wanna say, here's my trophy
Hey c'mon look at my prize
Well I don't want to be one of those
No no don't you know, any better by now
You're gonna push it away
If you push it to far
Open your mind
Hear what I say
I'm talking to you
I'm gonna say it again
This girl ain't for sale
This girl ain't for sale
You circle like a moth to flame
And the more you can't have you want
It's just the same
Hey hey hey yeah!
Don't you know any better by now
You're gonna push it away
If you push it too far
Open your mind
Hear what I say
I'm talking to you
I'm gonna say it again
This girl ain't for sale, oh no
This girl ain't for sale
This girl ain't for sale
This girl ain't for sale
This girl ain't for sale
This Girl was written by Carol Ann Decker & Ron Rogers.
This Girl was produced by Roy Thomas Baker.