Rizzo.

There are worse things I could do,

Than go with a boy or two.

Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy,

And no good,I suppose it could be true,

But there are worse things I could do.

I could flirt with all the guys,

Smile at them and bat my eyes.

Press against them when we dance,

Make them think they stand a chance,

Then refuse to see it through.

That's a thing I'd never do.

I could stay home every night,

Wait around for Mr. Right.

Take cold showers every day,

And throw my life away,

On a dream that won't come true.

I could hurt someone like me,

Out of spite or jealousy.

I dont steal and I dont lie,

But I can feel and I can cry.

A fact I'll bet you never knew.

But to cry in front of you,

That's the worse thing I could do.