Lyrics: The Virgins/Donald Cumming/Wade Oates/Erik Ratensperger/Nick Ackerman
Music: The Virgins/Donald Cumming/Wade Oates/Erik Ratensperger/Nick Ackerman
We'll walk around
Pretending we're all grown up
Hey rich girl
Well can you tell me why
You're so stuck up
When you act like you're so down
Does paranoia come around
I'll tell you everything I know
Any little thing I know （x2）
You've got a lovely way with words
Must be the way you see the world
It's just the way you see the world
You got to know
I'd like to know
I went down to your house last weekend
You said "Come on man
You don't have to point out everything that's bad
So there's a broken mirror on my bed
I'll clean it up so what
You don't have to be such an a*****e all the time "
Oh don't be like that