well, cindy oleo - the margarine girl

she says to me, "i don't like boys"

i tell her i don't like them either, she tells me i don't understand

so i stand there and i stand there, yeah, but i guess i didn't know



i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer

i need an answer to my letter, is she really going out with her?



speaking of, i've got a couple words for the author of the book of love

never wrote a chapter about this

now maybe there were pages i missed (i'm not that bright)

i know it was a long time ago

as i stare up at her broken window, i turn my back and i walk home



i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer

i need an answer to my letter, is she really going out with her?



it would be so hard, it would take, take some time, but i've got time



in my mind i go there sometimes, in my mind i go there



all this time alone and i feel fine, i feel fine

all this time alone and i feel fine, i feel fine

in my mind, in my mind, in my mind, oh in my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind

guess i didn't know



i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer

i need an answer to my letter, is she really, really going out with her?

going out with her?