Let me tell you about this boy I know
He thinks he'll get the best of me
He tries to win my affection
With a fancy selection
Of sweet talk and flattery
What my mama had told me
What my mama done told me
Is what this is leading to
Well a girl should know better
And I do
I won't say he's cute
He's got money to-boot
That he doesn't mind spending on me
I let him see me a lot
I figure why not
There's worse places I could be
And I have to remind him
That he'll shudder to find a girl he can be boss to
But a girl should know better
And I do
I wasn't born yesterday
A girl's gotta grow up fast these days 
All these men seem nice at first
But after a while they get bad and get worse
Well my mama did teach me
That I shouldn't let you reach me 
And I'm sad that I get to miss
And I feel it when we kiss
And when the preacher asks if I'm ready for the task to love and honor you
I say a girl should know better
And I do
And when the preacher asks if I'm ready for the task to love and honor you
I say a girl should know better
And I do
I say a girl should know better
Oh, 'cause I do
I say a girl should know better
I - and I do!