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 is 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'd stand a chance,
then refuse to see it through,
that's the thing i'd never do
I could stay home, every night.
wait around for mister 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 or jealousy.
I don't steal and I don't lie,
but I can feel and I can cry,
in fact I'd bet you never knew.
But to cry in front of you.
That's the worst thing,
I could do

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