Girls

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
And they could tell you a secret
Whisper close to your ear
As if you were the chosen one
And then be gone
Yeah, 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
And they knew so much about life
And about love and
What it was all about
And 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
She move your hips and
Look rather bored
And giggle when the boys talk
Move your hips and
Look rather bored
And giggle when the boys talk
Move your hips and
Look rather bored
And giggle when the boys talk
She move your hips and
Look rather bored
And giggle when the boys talk
But I did not want the boys
I just wanted