Good Girls Don't

She's your adolescent dream
School boy stuff
A sticky sweet romanceAnd she makes you want to scream
Wishing you could get inside her pantsSo you fantasize away
While you're squeezing her
You thought you heard her sayGood girls don't
Good girls don't
She'll be telling you
Good girls don't, but I do...So you call her on the phone
To talk about the teachers that you hateAnd she say's she's all alone
And her parents' won't be coming home 'til lateThere's a ringing in your brain
'Cuz you coulda swore
You thought you heard her sayingGood girls don't
Good girls don't
She'll be telling you
Good girls don't, but I do...And it's a teenage sadness
Everyone has got to tasteAn in-between age madness
That you know you can't erase
'Til she's sitting on your faceYou're alone with her at last
And you're waitin' 'til you think the time is right'Cuz you heard she's pretty fast
And you're hopin' that she'll give you some tonightSo you start to make your play
While you're squeezing her, you thought you heard her sayGood girls don't
Good girls don't
She'll be telling you
Good girls don't, but I do...And it's a teenage sadness
Everyone has got to tasteAn in-between age madness
That you know you can't erase
'Til she's sitting on your faceGood girls don't
Good girls don't
She'll be telling you
Good girls don't, but I do...Good girls don't
Good girls don't
She'll be telling you
Good girls don't, but I do...
But I do...