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