I know she likes her magazines

Of what they're wearing down in Hollywood

I know she wants green tea ice cream

Just for fun, melting in the sun

She likes her jokes as long as they're bad

And I'll laugh anyway



But I'll never really know her

She told me all I really need to know is that

She'll always get her way

She knows that she will always get away with it



She likes to take me out so I

Can watch her dance with her girlfriends

Cool boys playing pool stop and stare at the way she moves

Dancing Queen is blaring

She likes to know that she will be driving me home

Because I'm too slow



She likes the primetime TV shows

And her secret crush on David Letterman

But she could never let her friends know

She's pure punk rock at a ripe 27

I know these things

I've seen the presets on her car stereo