Clap, clap your hands
Clap your hands
Boys, how 'bout you grab your girls?
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Raise 'em if you understand
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Girls, how 'bout you grab your boys?
Clap your hands, clap your hands
I did not expect to be faced with a person so aware
Oh, it's not enough to
It's not enough to
It's not enough to change my view of everything I've learned
And I hoped that you could understand
She's the kind of girl that's always good to go for a good time
What else? Who knows?
I sure don't
You're not picky and you haven't any tact
You're the kind of girl that ruins it for girls with (class)