Let me tell you about this boy I know He thinks he'll get the best of me He tries to win my affection With a fancy selection Of sweet talk and flattery What my mama had told me What my mama done told me Is what this is leading to Well a girl should know better And I do I won't say he's cute He's got money to-boot That he doesn't mind spending on me I let him see me a lot I figure why not There's worse places I could be And I have to remind him That he'll shudder to find a girl he can be boss to But a girl should know better And I do I wasn't born yesterday A girl's gotta grow up fast these days All these men seem nice at first But after a while they get bad and get worse Well my mama did teach me That I shouldn't let you reach me And I'm sad that I get to miss And I feel it when we kiss And when the preacher asks if I'm ready for the task to love and honor you I say a girl should know better And I do And when the preacher asks if I'm ready for the task to love and honor you I say a girl should know better And I do I say a girl should know better Oh, 'cause I do I say a girl should know better I - and I do!