BP

Young girl in hard daisy dukes You thought you'd have a great night (ooh) You thought with your hot rod and your fast rides (oh) That I'll just fall in love with you And agree for you to take me home But, boy, was you wrong It's clear to me, you think that we are all the same (ooh) That I'd be impressed by your house on The Hills And the fame you claim (ooh) Telling me what I can't get out of you What you will do (ooh), what you won't do (oh) But I don't need you (ooh), and I'm not supposed to (oh) Say you never been friendzoned before Hopefully your ego will defuse, poor child You look so confused Guess you've got a reality check 'Cause I got my own check Mhm So, I'll move onto the next whose more impressed Rid of all your fancy things, that don't mean nothin' to me That'll get old, but not if you got A heart of gold