Oh, won't you pick up your feetnWon't you walk down the streetnLike the big girls do, ohnnYou'll miss me when i'm gonenWill you tell me what's wrongnCos you know you want tonnYou know you donYou know you donYou know you donnYou know you donYou know you donYou know you donnToo many nights, I've been left outnToo many times, I've been kicked out now i'm on my ownnnHold your head up so highnLook at me in the eyenLike the bad girls do, ohnnDon't be crying insteadnTell me what's in your headnCos you know you want tonnYou know you donYou know you donYou know you donnYou know you donYou know you donYou know you do