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 There are worse things I could do,

  F#m7b5 [B7-9] ,

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 or jealousy.

 I dont 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 worse thing I could do.