Lyrics:
good girls don'tshe's your adolesent dream,school boy stuff a sticky sweet romancebut she makes you wanna scream,wishing ya could get inside her pantsso ya fantisize away, while your sqeezin herya thought you heard he say(chorus)good girl's don'tgood girl's don'twell she'll be tellin yougood girl's don't, but I do...so you call her on the phoneta talk about the teachers that ya hateand she says shes all aloneand her parents won't be comin home til late.there's a ringin in your braincause you coulda sworeya thought you heard her say(chorus)(Break)And it's a teen-age sadness everyone has got to tastean in-between-age madness that you know you can't erasetil she's sittin on your face.whooa{solo hormonica}your alone with her at lastand ya waiting til ya think the time is rightcause ya heard she's pretty fastand yer hoping that she'll give ya some toniteso ya start to make your playya coulda swore you thought you heard he say(chorus)(Break)and it hurts..(chorus).Drum Break.(chorus)but I do... (x4)