Boy you must have come up short tonight,
Cause I'm always your consolation prize,
Usually I'd fix my hair, put on my coat and show up at your door,
But no moreNow I know I'm just another one of your Friday night's,
But I'm no past time,
This is going to be the last time,
Just a call when there's nowhere else to fall,
Just a number on your wall in a pretty dress and curls,To you I'm just a girl.
I was always taught to sit up straight,
To find a man before it gets too late,
To give him time to make his mind,
But I can't be the one you string along,
Like some old sad song,Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday night's,
But I'm no past time,
This is going to be the last time,
Just a call when there's nowhere else to fall,
Just a number on your wall in a pretty dress and curls,To you I'm just a girl,
To you I'm just a girl.Talking through the static,
Just a girl,
Just a silly little thing,
And that's all you've ever seen,
But there's so much more to me,Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,To you I'm just a girl,
You only call when you drink,
To you I'm just a girl,
To you I'm just a girl.
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General Fictionbasically what the title is, feel free to request songs for me to do *NO EMINEM* I do Country, rock and a few other genre's