Grease cover



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



Then refuse to see it through, that's a thing I'd never do



I could stay home every night, wait around for Mr. Right

Take cold showers every day, and throw my life away

On a dream that won't come true

I could hurt someone like me, out of spite and jealously

I don't steal and I don't lie, but I can feel and I can cry

A fact I'll bet you never knew

But to cry in front of you, that's the worst thing I could do