What are you girls gonna tell your mother?
I don´t want to hear another word about young lovers
or hiding your boyfriend in the cupboard.
She´s been to see the doctor, so you hope that she recovers.
You act dumb.
You say you´re so numb.
You say you don´t come
under his thumb.

Don´t wanna be a goody-goody.
I don´t want just anybody.
No, I don´t want anybody
saying ´You belong to me. You belong to me.´

Your eyes are absent, your mouth is silent;
pumping like a fire hydrant.
Things you see are getting hard to swallow.
You´re easily led, but you´re much too scared to follow.

You´ve been warned.
You´re going to get torn.
No uniform is gonna keep you warm.