She's the last of the American girls She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She will come in first For the end of western civilization She's a natural disaster She is

One of these nights the old girl's going down Little pink dress, hanging by her knees Just overhead on the old trapeze In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round Some people want to know what it feels like to fly Gather their courage and they give it

Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make

Do you know what it feels like for a girl Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl What it feels like for a girl Strong inside but you don't know it Good little girls They never show it When you open up your mouth to speak could you be a

Wishin' you were there alone Wonderin' how I ever got your little hand in mine Lookin' over at ya like "ain't she beautiful?" I'm invisible but I stand right there and smile You're right beside me, oh and I see the same thing they're seein' I'm just the

Everybody wants to ride So get up and come over And get off when I am done So bring your daisy chain Come on girl on your knees Bow down like your starting to pray Come on little girl when you're riding me Everybody knows how you sex me dirty I know

So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me Guess who's back, guess who's back? Now this looks like a job for me I said, this looks like a job for me Two trailer park girls go 'round the outside,

The perfect storm Sunshine mixed with A little hurricane And she destroys me in that t-shirt And I love her so much it hurts I never meant to fall like this That girl right there's If she was a drink

Always gettin' in trouble And leaving little girls who hate to see me go 'Cuz I'm bad news, everywhere I go Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha Well bad news travels like wildfire, good news travels slow They call me Ol' Wildfire, 'cuz everybody knows That

I'm torn and it's tearing me apart, I want to go but I don't want to break her heart, Like a sword with a double edge blade, It's gonna cut deep either way, This little town that big old world, Go chase my dream and keep the girl, This life is full of