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

Then refuse to see it through, that′s a thing I′d never do

I could stay home every night, wait around for Mr. 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 and jealously
I don′t steal and I don′t lie, but I can feel and I can cry
A fact I′ll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you, that′s the worst thing I could do