What's A Girl To Do - Cristina

My life is in a turmoil,

My thighs are black and blue

My sheets are stained, so is my brain

What’s a girl to do?

Oh what’s a girl to do?

I passed out with a novel

Or needle in my hand

I passed out with a rag doll,

And I passed out with a man

I say my three hail Mary’s,

I dearly paint my face

My friends decay around me

And I view them with distaste

My life is in a turmoil,

My thighs are black and blue

My sheets are stained, so is my brain

What’s a girl to do?

Oh what’s a girl to do?

Well some girls have a mission,

And some girls have their work.

Some marry with precision;

And some just dish the dirt!

And once I had a lover,

and I once had a profession,

And once I laughed at nothing

And they called it a depression!

I’ve tried dancing up and down

The wrong side of the track

And I’ve walked on the right side,

Or just lain here on my back.

I think I’ll quit while I’m behind,

Now that I’m twenty-two.

My sheets are stained so is my brain,

What’s a girl a do?

Oh what’s a girl to do?

My sheets are stained so is my brain,

What’s a girl a do?

Oh what’s a girl to do?