There are worse things I could do, than go with a boy or two Even though the neighborhood thinks I´m trashy and no good I suppose it could be true, but there are worse things I could do I could flirt with all the guys, smile at them and bat my eyes. Press against them when we dance, make them think they stand a chance and then refuse to see it through, that´s the thing I´d never do. I can stay home every night Wait around for Mr. Right, take cold showers everyday, and throw my life away, on a dream that won´t come true I could hurt someone like me, out of spite or jealousy, I don´t steal and I don´t lie, but I can feel and I cry In fact I´ll bet you never knew, but to cry in front of you, that´s the worse thing I could do. |