One Of The Boys

Заглавие: One Of The Boys Чет Авг 06, 2009 1:36 am

I saw a spider, I didn't scream
'Cause I can belch the alphabet
Just double dog, dare me

And I chose guitar over ballet
And I'd take these suckers down
'Cause they just get in my way

The way you look at me
Is kind of like a little sister
Not like a good vice
And it leaves me nothing but blisters

So I don't wanna be one of the boys, one of your guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just wanna be one of the girls
Pretty in pearls, not one of the boys

So over the summer something changed
I started reading Seventeen and shaving my legs
And I studied Aveda religiously
And I walked right into school
And caught you staring at me

'Cause I know what you know
But now you're gonna have to take a number
It's okay, maybe one day
But not until you give me my diamond ring

'Cause I don't wanna be one of the boys, one of your guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just wanna be your homecoming queen
Pin-up poster dream, not one of the boys

I wanna be a flower, not a dirty ring
I wanna smell like roses, not a baseball team
And I swear maybe one day, you're gonna wanna
Make out, make out, make out with me
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be, don't wanna be

'Cause I don't wanna be one of the boys, one of your guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just wanna be one of the girls
Pretty in pearls, not one of the boys

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