“Good Girl”


It’s Friday night and your twenty fifth birthday
You and your friends came ready to play
You wore that dress just to get your way
A round of drinks you didn’t order on the way
You’ll be white girl wasted soon
When you wake up it’ll be sometime past noon
Sending flirtatious glances across the room
You’re not interested you just like when they assume
Rocking back and forth to your favorite song
You’re night won’t be very long
Determined to whatever’s wrong
Tonight that good girl we knew is gone


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