I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation.
You're living in the past it's a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do and that's
What i'm gonna do
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation.
All girls should have a poem
written for them even if
we have to turn this God-damn world
upside down to do it.
She's fading away
away from this world
drifting like a feather
she's not like the other girls
she lives in the clouds
and talks to the birds
hopeless little one
she's not like the other girls
I know.
Oh, Myrtle, don't be didactic. It's not becoming in a young girl. Besides, men loathe it.
Girls, so heavy the crown
They carry it tall
But it's weighing me down.
If it's a woman you're calling, then you say: "You're a good woman. I am good man."
Boy better run, boy better run, run, run.
Girl got a gun, girl got gun. Bang! Bang!