Don't you talk to them boys,
They're gonna throw their toys, being around.
So don't you walk with them, girl, they're gonna throw their pearl.
Being around for a long time.
Don't you see that they'd break your mind for another try.
Don't you know that they'd break you soul for another lie.
But when you do, just when you sleep,
You've got to dream of this for real,
Giving me power: you are the after.
