I wanted to be like the girls | |
who had curves under their | |
”Fruit Of The Loom” sweatshirts | |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who could yawn and look away | |
for something more interesting | |
They could tell you a secret | |
whisper close to your ear as if you were the chosen one | |
and then be gone | |
They could tell you someone was cute | |
in a way that made you feel that you should think so too | |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who came back on Mondays | |
whispering about Friday night | |
They knew so much about life | |
and about love and | |
what it was all about | |
They were way past you in experience | |
Like explorers telling stories | |
about a land you’d never seen | |
Yeah they were full of a certain wisdom | |
and their advices were like the lines of an American TV show | |
Move your hips and | |
look rather bored | |
and giggle when the boys talk… | |
But I did not want the boys | |
I just wanted |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who had curves under their | |
" Fruit Of The Loom" sweatshirts | |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who could yawn and look away | |
for something more interesting | |
They could tell you a secret | |
whisper close to your ear as if you were the chosen one | |
and then be gone | |
They could tell you someone was cute | |
in a way that made you feel that you should think so too | |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who came back on Mondays | |
whispering about Friday night | |
They knew so much about life | |
and about love and | |
what it was all about | |
They were way past you in experience | |
Like explorers telling stories | |
about a land you' d never seen | |
Yeah they were full of a certain wisdom | |
and their advices were like the lines of an American TV show | |
Move your hips and | |
look rather bored | |
and giggle when the boys talk | |
But I did not want the boys | |
I just wanted |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who had curves under their | |
" Fruit Of The Loom" sweatshirts | |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who could yawn and look away | |
for something more interesting | |
They could tell you a secret | |
whisper close to your ear as if you were the chosen one | |
and then be gone | |
They could tell you someone was cute | |
in a way that made you feel that you should think so too | |
I wanted to be like the girls | |
who came back on Mondays | |
whispering about Friday night | |
They knew so much about life | |
and about love and | |
what it was all about | |
They were way past you in experience | |
Like explorers telling stories | |
about a land you' d never seen | |
Yeah they were full of a certain wisdom | |
and their advices were like the lines of an American TV show | |
Move your hips and | |
look rather bored | |
and giggle when the boys talk | |
But I did not want the boys | |
I just wanted |