Sour Grapes

Hey you,new wave,come over here
Youre the prettiest thing
Ive seen all year
Hey you,new wave,dont turn away
Close those pouty lips and listen to what
I say Why must you smoke that clove cigarette?
Why must you act like youve got a hole in you head?
Why dont you split the squares and love me instead?
Youre all shiny and clean,
Ive seen you in my dreams
Like the Rolls
Royce I cant have
Your presence makes me scream
Sour grapes,you leave such a bad taste
Sour grapes,
I dont need you anyways
Sour grapes,feeding,feeding my rage
Hey you,new wave,
I pity you
When you get old,what will you do?
What will you do when you turn 21?
Youre cockteasing at the singles bar just for fun
What will you do when you turn 31?
What will you do when you dont know how to love anyone?
I wanted her cherry,
I got sour grapes
I refuse to climb the ladder for you
I refuse to pant and paw for you
I need love,dont need no beauty queen
But still, when
I look at you,
I scream Sour grapes,you leave such a bad taste
Sour grapes,
I dont need you anyways
Sour grapes
Just go riding right by me on the crest of the new wave
Sour grapes,feeding,feeding my rage.