Baby innocent one day gonna be decadent Come play Miss America in the backseat, in a pair of cuffs 16 little runaways from the 5-0 it got away From a small town with no scene Looking for a shot on the big street
Expectations Go to hell Expectations Go to hell
Not so innocent, on the street hustlin’ Never be Miss America in the backseat of a stolen car Crashing with a deadbeat living large on a love seat In a small town with no scene Turns out it was nothing but a pipe dream
Expectations Go to hell Expectations Go to hell
Rich girl, wannabe Bought a quick pick for the lottery Watching TV with her boyfriend Fell asleep, left the ticket on the nightstand He stayed awake to see the ball drop Turned it way down, she never woke up Grabbed the keys to her car and the back lock Threw a shot of Jack back, left with the jackpot
Expectations Go to hell (Never be Miss America in the backseat in America) Expectations Go to hell (Never be Miss America in the backseat in America)