i don`t want to sit around +
talk about the wipers- weren`t
those the good ole days i don`t
wanna wonder it yer gonna
say hello i don`t wanna wonder
if yer gonna walk away i don`t
wanna hear how many hriends
you have cuz i don`t have any
any more i don`t want you to
tell me whats so cool i don`t
wanna go back to Jr. High school
i don`t want anyone to tell me
how thin i am i don`t want to die
for yer fuckin candy treats
i just wanna B one of the Boys
I just wanna B yer little fashion toy
let`s hang out + be cool alright
lets go watch the girt fight tonight!
i don`t have to try `cuz I know where yer at
i hate dogs so l luv cats
i can bake a pie and look you up and down
i could throw yer heart right outta this town