There are worse things I could do

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