She's your adolescent dream
School boy stuff
A sticky, sweet romance
And she makes you wanna scream
Wishing you could get inside her pants
So you fantasise away
While you're squeezing her
You thought you heard her saying
Good girls don't
Good girls don't
But, she'll be telling you
Good girls don't
But I do
So you call her on the phone
To talk about the teachers that you hate
And she says she's all alone
And her parents won't be coming home 'til late
There's a ringing in your brain
'Cause you could have swore
You thought you heard her saying
Good girls don't
Good girls don't
But, she'll be telling you
Good girls don't
But I do
And it's a teenage sadness
Everyone has got to taste
An in-between age madness
That you know you can't erase
'Til she's sitting on your face
You're alone with her at last
And you're waiting 'til you think the time is right
'Cause you've heard she's pretty fast
And you're hoping that she'll give you some tonight
So, you start to make your play
'Cause you could have swore
You thought you heard her saying
Good girls don't
Good girls don't
But, she'll be telling you
Good girls don't
But I do
And it's a teenage sadness
Everyone has got to taste
An in-between age madness
That you know you can't erase
'Til she's sitting on your face
(And it hurts)
Good girls don't
Good girls don't
But, she'll be telling you
Good girls don't
But I do
Good girls don't
Good girls don't
But, she'll be telling you
Good girls don't
But I do
But I do
But I do
But I do