Fast Times - The Virgins

All we ever think about is sex

Nothing really matters 'cause we’re young

Girl I want to party 'till we crash

I ain’t got no plans on growin' up

They try to tell ya

That you’re no good

Well don’t you listen oh no

They wish they could let you see

It doesn’t matter at all

Not to Me — It doesn’t matter at all

It doesn’t really matter at all

How could it matter at all?

The world is just a joke

It’s such a mess

You know we got to take it while we’re young

Bottles I just want to hear them smash

I ain’t got no plans on growin' up

They try to tell ya

That you’re no good

Well don’t you listen oh no

They wish they could let you see

It doesn’t matter at all

Not to Me — It doesn’t matter at all

It doesn’t really matter at all

How could it matter at all?

Said I don’t give a fuck what people say

All they want to do is bring us down

Magazines and TV make us crazed

Open up your eyes and look around