Letra de Quinn

I met your father, he said he sold cars And he makes a lot of cheddar I knew your mother, she wore a dress last night We all agreed we wanted her Oh, the way you puff on your cig All the people here must be watching you Dating boys who dropped out of school Nowadays, they just clean your pool I'd rather just see somebody, then force it upon myself I'd rather just get a feeling, then waste time with someone else I always knew that you'd run off with some boy who'd live in his office Always knew that you'd end up with kids and a suburban coffin I met your boyfriend I asked him if he minded That you still post pictures of your bare skin on the internet For all the other boys to see Oh, the way you sip on your drink All the people here must be watching you Showing your skin to everyone doesn't make you desirable I've come to find the realest boys don't feed into an outside image Come to find, the realest girls don't feed into an outside image Come to find that you and I don't really have that much in common Come to find I've learned to mind a sexy waist with half a mind