Thanks.

That's the one I was telling you about.

There are worse things I could do

Than go with a boy or two

Even though the neighbourhood

Thinks I'm trashy and no good

I suppose it could be true

But there are worse things I could do

I could flirt with all the guys

Smile at them and bat my eyes

Press against them when we dance

Make them think they stand a chance

Then refuse to see it through

That's a thing I'd never do

I could stay home every night

Wait around for Mr Right

Take cold showers every day

And throw my life away

where the FBI has experts in this type of identification.

If you turn yourselves in now, you may escape a federal charge.