When you took me You who you were taking Not Debbie debutante standing in an apron Frying up your
My and my mouth and my mind get kinda trashy I've never been to jail, but Hell, I wouldn't put it me, so
If you the girl next door Some Virgin metaphor Your cutout on the wall Your or your Barbie doll perfect hair and a perfect dress I'm really the perfect mess And I ain't nothing less or more So, baby, if you want the next door
Then go door and go right now And don't look back, turn around And don't call me you get bored Yeah, if you want the next door Then go next
Sorry I ain't That I your Marsha Brady, uh-uh If I met her, bet she'd probably hate me 'Cause you'd date me
My heart and my head and my bed can get twisted And you be the first to think you could go and fix it
If you want the next door Virgin Mary metaphor Your cutout on the wall Your or your Barbie doll With perfect and a perfect dress I'm really just the mess And I ain't nothing or nothing more So, baby, if you want the girl next
Then go door and go right now And don't look back, turn around And don't call me when you get Yeah, if you want the next door Then go door
The thing that turns you on is what you wanna But you have a better chance of down a train
If you want the next door Some Virgin Mary Your cutout on the wall Your paper or your doll With perfect and a perfect dress I'm really just the perfect And I ain't nothing less or more So, baby, if you want the girl door
go next door and go right now And don't back, don't turn around And don't me when you get bored Yeah, if you want the next door Then go door