You've got all these boys with their cars and their girls*
Who knows where they go.
Who knows what they do.
They're fresh out of school.
I'm worried that I made a mistake.
And I'm worried, which means
I've made a mistake.
You've got all these girls with their happiness and their loneliness.
And when they're happiest who knows where they'll go.
Who knows what they'll do. They're fresh out of school.