Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like I can always see 'em coming from the left and from the right I don't want to be a priss, I just try to be polite But it always seems to bite me in the – Ask me for my number, yeah you put me on the spot You think that we should hook-up, but I think that we should not You had me at hello, then you opened up your mouth And that is when it started going south.
You push me back I push you back Harder, harder You scream at me I scream at you Louder, L-L-L-L-Louder I'm dangerous so I'm warning you Cause you're not afraid of me And I can't convince you You don't know me