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Melissa Banks Dec 2016
You tell me I'm cute, my innocence is intriguing
Wait don't dress like that, be classy
Because dancing like this
Or sitting like that makes me ******.
If I wear too short of a skirt, I'm a ****
If I kiss a couple boys, I'm *****
Yet nobody bats an eye
When he gropes a few too many girls
And when I reject his uninvited advances,
I'm just some *****
He says, "Come on, let's just take a shot," and then,
"I think you drink too much"
He's a player but I'm worse because I'm a tease
If I turn him down I'm insensitive
But when he screws me over he's just being a guy.
I say don't touch me, get off me
But his grip gets tighter and his eyes glaze over
He spills a beer, he breaks a bottle
He's wasted out of his mind
But you say I'm out of control
I'm too wild; the party girl isn't a good girl
As if I want to be
I'm not a bad person for wanting to have fun
Just don't have too much fun,
People start to judge you when you have a good time
Ask me if it's worth it but I don't care what they think
I guess you can't be both sweet and ****
Who's gonna want a crazy party girl, anyway?
They want a lady, at least until the sun sets
Well I'm no lady, I'm not cute and I'm not innocent
I'm the ******* devil, haven't you heard?

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