Ribcage, cheekbones, she makes sure, Those young complexion; a physical affection, You're a godsend, do you want a boyfriend? Crazy, crazy, easy tiger!
Her mind's made up; she don't wanna go steady. She's only seventeen, so she's probably not ready. A.M.A.N.D.A. Norgaard I saw you on a cover at Cross Bay Boulevard.
Smaller tits and skinny frame, Tall, short hips and you all end the same Givin' you the sweet-talk, walkin' down the catwalk. "I want American!" but she won't let me in.
Her mind's made up; she don't wanna go steady. She's only seventeen, so she's probably not ready. A.M.A.N.D.A. Norgaard I saw you on a cover at Cross Bay Boulevard.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
Chorus x2: Her mind's made up; she don't wanna go steady. She's only seventeen, so she's probably not ready. A.M.A.N.D.A. Norgaard I saw you on a cover at Cross Bay Boulevard.