Boy, you must have come up short tonight
Cause I'm always your consolation prize
Usually I fix my hair, put on my coat
And show up at your door, but no moreNow I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights
But I'm no pastime, this is gonna be the last time
I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall
Just a number on your wall, in a pretty dress and curves
To you I'm just a girl, to you I'm just a girlI was always taught to sit up straight
Find a man before it gets too late
Give him time to make his mind
But I can't be the one you string along
Like some old sad song
Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights
But I'm no pastime, this is gonna be the last time
I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall
Just a number on your wall, in a pretty dress and curves
To you I'm just a girl, to you I'm just a girlTo you I'm just a girl
Talking through the static, just a girl
To you I'm just dramatic, just a girl
Just a silly little thing, that's all you've ever seen
But there's so much more to me, yeah, yeahNow I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights
But I'm no pastime, this is gonna be the lastNow I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights
But I'm no pastime, this is gonna be the last time
I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall
Just a number on your wall, in a pretty dress and curves
To you I'm just a girl, to you I'm just a girl
You don't care what I think
To you I'm just a girl
You only call when you drink
To you I'm just a girl
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