I don't play with dolls
or hang out at malls
and my lipstick shade
is all hand made
I roll my cigarettes
and frown at pink corvettes
and take my coffee black
and play hacky sack
and if I was taller
I coulda ran track
I got boy hair
I get boy stares
and when I get older
i'll play at children's fairs
(to be continued)
she wears sweaters in the summertime
it's bright blue skies
the sun is shinin'
it's 90 degrees
the bees are buzzin'
the pools are sparklin'
and she's wearin'
that thick wool knit
throw in a beanie to top
that off!
it's hot out here!
and drink a cup of hot joe...
(chorus)
she wears sweaters in the summertime
she wears sweaters in the summertime
it's got no rythm or rhyme
vintage sweaters in the summertime
got an ice cold glass of lemonade
i'm sittin' here rockin' my shades
i won't do what you tell me to
winter's best now i'm feeling blue
(chorus)
bridge
spoken like a rocker chic
i'm so tired of this shit
bring my sweaters back to town
or i'm gonna punch your lights right out...
why is it so hot out here?
spring has sprung
and i'm in tears
chorus
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