Cat's droolin' on the bar stool
Shake your hips and crack your whips
Cheap seventeen and trashed out
You went too far, been a bitch you are
Your reputation's in the bathroom
It's on the wall and down the hall
I hear you're cheatin' with my teacher after school
Tell me what you do
When you know
You always get the boys you like
Play nice
Then stick them with your knife
Take off your insecure disguise
Is that you
Crawlin' up my stairs
Is that you
(Is that you, crawlin' up my stairs)
Is that you,
Lookin' half way dead
Write on the mirror with your lipstick
Much too vain, got scattered brains
You used me just enough to get off
Act your age, get off your stage
When you know
You always get the boys you like
Play nice
Then stick them with your knife
Take off your insecure disguise
Is that you
Crawlin' up my stairs
Is that you
(Is that you, crawlin' up my stairs)
Is that you
Lookin' half way dead
Is that you
(Is that you, lookin' half way dead)
Is that you
With your long black hair
You always get the boys you like
Play nice
Then stick them with your knife
You always get the boys you like
Play nice
Then stick them with your knife
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