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!