Well it s early in the a.m. and I m feelin kinda blind
Got tequila on my t-shirt, desperation on my mind
In just a couple days now I ll be turning seventeen
And I got this little streak in me that s twenty times mean

Dress it up more like a high school whore
Won t leave til I get what I come for
Don t like parties but they get me drunk
And my ship ll come in before I m sunk

Well it s early in the a.m. and I m feelin kinda stewed
And the drug that fills my system puts me in a reckless mood
Wanna drink a little rum and have a lot of sex
Doing everything the opposite that dear old Dad expects

Gonna dress it up more like a high school whore
Won t leave til I get what I come for
Don t like parties but they get me laid
And I m off no better if I left or stayed

Well it s early in the a.m. and I m feelin kinda trashed
Somebody found a six-pack that he didn t know he d stashed
Said I d fuck him for a Mickey, said I d fuck him for a light
Won t be the only actress at this curtain call tonight

Secret smile in his eyes, a bonfire in his hair
And the lace upon the push-up bra reminds me why it s there
It s early in the morning and the sky is turning grey
And I m punching in his ticket cos it s Sadie Hawkins Day

Dress it up, baby
This girl s no lady
And she doesn t want to be ignored
Heart like granite
Where s the vodka, dammit?
When I m stone cold sober I m stone cold bored

Dress it up more like a high school whore
Won t leave til I get what I come for

Don t like parties but I feel all right
And I be back again tomorrow night