"I'm a go-with-it girl"
She said and she did
She was hopping onto the party, she was oh what a kid!
She had olive skin, she had marble eyes
She wore combat boots, she was out of her mind
I never can really keep up with the ladies
Though I try!

Oh, I tried it!
Yeah I liked the cut!
She made me look good
And I made her look long
We made out alright as the party wore on
It was past 3 a.m
Gone were the passers through
I was past caring
Passed out in the back room

"Oh girl," I purred
We pulled at each other's clothes
"Look what you've done to your arms . . ."
Striped like her tights, red and white
Her elbows hit my chest
She said, "I know best!
"Now show me yours."
Cuts? Of course, no problem, sure
Yeah sure