Working the village shop. Putting a poster up. Dreaming of anything. Dreaming of the time when you're free. From all the trouble you're in. In the mud on your knees. Trying hard not to please. Anyone all the time. Being a rebel is fine. But you go all the way to being brutal. You will have a boy tonight. You will have a boy tonight. On the first bus out of town. On the first bus out of town. Let's see your kit for games. All the girls look the same. You are challenging style for running miles. You're running miles in some boy's jumper. Boo to the business world!. You know a girl who's tax free. On her back and making plenty cash. While you are working for the joy of giving. You will have a boy tonight. You will have a boy tonight. And you hope that she will see. And you hope that she will see. You will have a boy tonight. Or maybe you will have a girl tonight. And you hope that she will see. And you hope that she will see. You are in two minds. Tossing a coin to decide. Whether you should tell your folks. About a dose of thrush you got. When were licking railings. But you read in a book. That you got free in Boots. There are lotions there are potions. You can take to hide your shame. From all those prying eyes. Lazy Jane all the time. Painting lines. You are sleeping at bus stops. Wondering how you got your name. And what you're going to do about it. You will have a boy tonight. You will have a boy tonight. On the last bus out of town. On the last bus out of town. You will have a boy tonight. Maybe you will have a girl tonight. And you hope that she will see. And you hope that she will see