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WHO'S THAT GIRL
Words & Music by Judith Owen
© 1999 Dog on the Bed Music (ASCAP). All rights on behalf of Dog on the Bed Music controlled and administered by Songs of MAM (ASCAP).

She was, the kind of girl who carried on with
Most men who were married
She loved all, the sturm and the drama
She loved how they couldn't own her, only harm her
And she fell, hook line and sinker
A race-horse, running with blinkers
and of course, he was a stinker
she didn't find out till the honeymoon, and she asked him

who's that girl in the picture?
who's that girl on the phone?
don't you know..
i don't ask for anything but the truth
I know now, I've come to deserve you
but who loves you, when I'm not home

and she was, a girl who loved danger
but today, she haunted by a stranger
an old flame, only one step behind her
who scares her who dares her, reminding her of herself

she says..who's that girl in the picture?
who's that girl on the phone?
don't you know..
i don't ask for anything but the truth
I know now, I've come to deserve you
but who loves you, when I'm not home

Home..Our kingdom, our sanctity
church of our vanities
Home..and is it any wonder how we plunder this thing..
our home

And she was, a girl who loved drama
but today, she's just mopping up karma
I'd say the things that I feel, but I know they'd alarm her
God throws these thunderbolts, it's his little joke on us

who's that girl?
who's that girl  darling?
don't you know..
i don't ask for anything but the truth
you're a bastard but you know I love you
so who loves you, when I'm not home