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.