Lyrics - Too Late To Be Good by Tuesdays

He picks me up in his car at nighttells me
I'm pretty and that he likesthe way he feels by my sidehe don't know meand sometimes when he looks at mehe catches something fast and something fiercea restless hunger deep insidethere are some things you just can't hide
I'll never be the kind of girlwho'll wals or talk or act like
I should
Do what
I've gotta in a man's world
I'm a little too rough - but its too late to be good
Pink and lace and my heels are high
My mother says
I'll get in trouble some night
But this town don't scare me,
I handle it heroically
If they think
I've got a problem, well the world's at fault
Miss
Right is something for role models
Where do you find a self image
I can be soft, can have a hard edge
Let them say that
I'm,
I'm just too wild to tame'
Cause when
I go, baby,
I'm gona go down in flames

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