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