Hair, nails, make-up oh my God what to wear, several hours wasted
Celebrating ourselves and our single lives, ex-boyfriends hated
Selfies, Instagram, hashtags, Facebook, narcissism created
Drink as if you know nothing of hangover, dance as if no ones watching
Boys starring, checking you out, looking up and down
Surrounding you on the dance floor, like a predator hunting its prey
They’re all looking for a good time, all wanting to play
You pretend like you’re above that, like they have no chance
But in reality you like the attention, you like the adoration, to get in their pants
Smiling, flirting, looking like a skank, all a miserable facade
Girls what you need is not a drunken adventure
What you need are some good books and your natural looks