When you took me home, you knew who you were taking
Not some Debbie debutante, standing in an (Am)apron, frying up your bacon
Pre-Chorus
My house and my mouth and my mind get kinda trashy
I've never been to jail, but Hell, I wouldn't put it past me
So, if you want the girl next door, some Virgin Mary metaphor
Your cardboard cutout on the wall, your paper or your Barbie doll
With perfect hair and a perfect dress, I'm really just the perfect mess
And I ain't nothing less or nothing more, so baby, if you want the girl next door
Post-Chorus
Then go next door and go right now, and don't look back, don't turn around
And don't call me when you get bored, yeah, if you want the girl next door
Then go next door
Solo
Sorry, I ain't sorry that I ain't your Marsha Brady, uh-uh
If I ever met her, bet she'd probably
hate me, 'cause you'd wanna date me
Pre-Chorus
My heart and my head and my bed can get real twisted
And you wouldn't be the first to think you're --- gonna go and fix it
So, if you want the girl next door, some Virgin Mary metaphor
Your cardboard cutout on the wall, your paper or your Barbie doll
With perfect hair and a perfect dress, I'm really just the perfect mess
And I ain't nothing less or nothing more, so baby, if you want the girl next door
Post-Chorus
Then go next door and go right now, and don't look back, don't turn around
And don't call me when you get bored, yeah, if you want the girl next door
Then go next door
Solo
The thing that turns you on is what you wanna change
But you have a better chance of slowing down a train
If you want the girl next door, some Virgin Mary metaphor
Your cardboard cutout on the wall, your paper or your Barbie doll
With perfect hair and a perfect dress, I'm really just the perfect mess
And I ain't nothing less or nothing more, so baby, if you want the girl next door
Post-Chorus
Then go next door and go right now, and don't look back, don't turn around
And don't call me when you get bored, yeah, if you want the girl next door
Then go next door
Outro