Little girl little girl
Are you out of your mind? whoa
You can't turn all your corners then act blind, whoa
Well I seen that girl at the show was bobbin her head
You're in the crowd spinning your drinks instead, whoa
Well I'm fine with being alone
I know it's all my fault
Why couldn't you figure it out?
Well you've got a nice body
But it's how you act that's ugly
Why couldn't you figure it out?
So don't call me today
I got nothin to say
I'm gonna screen my calls anyway
So don't leave a message
I promise I'm not gonna call back
Little girl little girl
Are you out of your mind? Whoa
You can't turn all your corners then act blind, whoa
Well I seen that girl at the show with the streaks in her hair
You're in the crowd ????? everywhere, whoa
Well I'm fine with being alone
I know it's all my fault
Why couldn't you figure it out?
Now you will never compare
To the girl who was never there
Why couldn't you figure it out?
So don't call me today
I got nothin' to say
I'm gonna screen my calls anyway
So don't leave a message
I promise I'm not gonna call back
You used to be like me
I had your guarantee
I want my money back
I want my fuckin' money back
I had to pay a price for admission
And now I want my money back
I want my fuckin' money back
So don't call me today
I got nothin' to say
I'm gonna screen my calls anyway
So don't leave a message
I promise I'm not gonna call back
Little ??? Little ???

Writer : VALENS, RITCHIE/KUHN, ROBERT
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing