There are worse things I could do
tango 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 something I'd never do
I could go home every night
Wait around for Mr. Right
Take cold showers everday
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
Fact I don't think you ever knew
But to cry in front of you
That's the worst thing I could do

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