Cindy I don't want to catch you in his car Cindy you don't have to play with me no more All the boys are telling stories about you I don't want to hear no stories about you Cindy you don't have to run around any more Cindy you don't have to prove to me that you can score When you dance with the boys in the street Don't you know your tearing me apart Hot Razors in my heart Hot Heart Hot Razors in my heart Cindy you don't have to make me crawl no more Cindy we can make it better than it was before Tell the boys you belong to me Tell them anything but stop this bleeding in my heart Hot Razors in my heart Hot Hot Razors in my heart Hot Razors in my heart Hot Hot Razors in my heart Hot Hot Razors in my heart Hot Razors in my heart Hot Hot Razors in my Heart Hot Razors in my heart Hot razors in me