Grease. (Recited in the middle of Ironic from Tinley Park). . There are worse things I could do than go with a boy or two. Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy and no good. I suppose it could be true but there are worse things I could do. I could flirt with all the guys smile at them and bat my eyes. Press against them when we dance make them think they stand a chance. Then refuse to see it through that's a thing I'd never do. I could stay home every night wait around for Mr. Right. Take cold showers every day and throw my life away. On a dream that won't come true. I could hurt someone like me out of spite and jealously. I don't steal and I don't lie but I can feel and I can cry. A fact I'll bet you never knew. But to cry in front of you that's the worst thing I could do.