well, cindy oleo - the margarine girl
she says to me, "i don't like boys"
i tell her i don't like them either, she tells me i don't understand
so i stand there and i stand there, yeah, but i guess i didn't knowi didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer
i need an answer to my letter, is she really going out with her?speaking of, i've got a couple words for the author of the book of love
never wrote a chapter about this
now maybe there were pages i missed (i'm not that bright)
i know it was a long time ago
as i stare up at her broken window, i turn my back and i walk home
i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer
i need an answer to my letter, is she really going out with her?
it would be so hard, it would take, take some time, but i've got timein my mind i go there sometimes, in my mind i go there
all this time alone and i feel fine, i feel fine
all this time alone and i feel fine, i feel fine
in my mind, in my mind, in my mind, oh in my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind
guess i didn't knowi didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer
i need an answer to my letter, is she really, really going out with her?
going out with her?
