Cool Schmool

I don't want to sit around Talk about the wipers weren't Those the good ole days I don't Wanna wonder it yer gonna Say hello I don't wanna wonder If yer gonna walk away I don't Wanna hear how many friends You have cuz I don't have any Any more I don't want you to Tell me whats so cool I don't Wanna go back to Jr. High school I don't want anyone to tell me How thin I am I don't want to die For yer fuckin' candy treats I just wanna be one of the boys I just wanna be yer little fashion toy Let's hang out and be cool alright Lets go watch the girt fight tonight! I don't have to try 'cuz I know where yer at I hate dogs so l love cats I can bake a pie and look you up and down I could throw yer heart right outta this town