Say 18

She's got a lot of issues Like a good magazine The kind you'd find under my bed If you know what I mean 'Cause Mother would trip if she saw the way that girl wears her clothes to the L3 shows I got my fingers crossed She'll say "18" Lie through lip-gloss and say "18" Tonight Tonight you're the girl with the big date And I've become the guy that I used to hate She's never turned down And she's never down twice "Getting lucky" for her ain't luck It's just naming a price 'cause Father, he bounced her around And I got the rebound Jacque, are you all right? Does your face burn? And do the black lights make your guts turn? Jacque, are you all right? Do your ears burn? And do the black lights make your guts turn Inside out? outside in between Between the dust and the stars Say "18"