Show me a girl with a dimple on her cheek
  Butter melts in her mouth
  When she opens it to speak
  Show me a girl who is acting so refined
  And I'll show you a girl with one thing on her mind
    So I say "You know what?" She says "What?"
  I say "What? Oh I'm not the marrying kind
  For you've got what it takes
  And it takes what you've got
  But I'm not the marrying kind
  Don't kiss me, don't claw me
  Don't pet me, don't paw me
  And I won't leave my freedom behind"
    So I say "You know what?" She says "What?"
  I say "What? Oh I'm not the marrying kind.
  You know what?" She says "What?"
  "Thanks a lot, but I'm not the marrying kind
  Don't kiss me, don't claw me
  Don't pet me, don't paw me
  And I won't leave my freedom behind"
    So I say "You know what?" She says "What?"
  I say "What? Oh I'm not the marrying kind
  I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
  Now you've got what I'm not
  I'm not the marrying kind
  Oh I'm not the marrying kind
  Oh I'm not the marrying kind