She likes to play
With boys and girls and hell to pay
She likes to say
Some things that make you look away
She dyes her hair
I think her folks were never there
I don't play fair
All that I can do is stare
Okay, okay.. it's just a game I like to play
Okay, okay.. it's time to face another day
She's got the flair
She acts as if she doesn't really care
It's not planned or prepared
I think she's just a little scared
She shows me signs
Her heart is playing with her mind
She likes my rhymes, I dig her style
Okay, okay.. it's just a game I like to play
Okay, okay.. it's time to face another day