Well, you can push me, shove me, turn me around, but I’m no girl’s toy!
You can tie me, toss me, upside or down, but I’m no girl’s toy!
I sing my own sweet melody, I go my own sweet way.
I won’t beg ‘round tomorrow for the kind of affection that was free today!
Oh, you can squeeze me, tease me; say I’m your own but I’m no girl’s toy!
You can charm me, chase me, follow me home; I won’t be coy!
You may not like it much but I’m my own best boy,
And not some sugar and spicy, lacy and nicey, sissy you’re gonna enjoy!
No, I’m no girl’s toy!
[Dialogue sequence]
You’re just crazy!
I’m no girl’s toy!
Maybe lazy.
Watch it, sister.
You say I’m heaps of trouble and I’m headin’ for a fall,
Well no rag, no bow, no hank a hair
Is gonna make me do what I don’t wanna do at all!
So squeeze me, tease me; say I’m your own but I’m no girl’s toy!
Oh, charm me, chase me, follow me home… forget it, sweetie!
You may not like it much but I’m my own best boy,
And not some sugar and spicy, lacy and nicey, sissy you’re gonna enjoy!
No, I’m no girl’s toy!
Not me!
