Let's get lyrical, lyrical: Broken Social Scene - Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl

Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.

Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.
Can't you come back?

Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.

Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.

Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under my window.

Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.

Park that car, drop that phone.
Park that car, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone.
Park that car, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone.

Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.

Kevin: I'm in a mood to cheat someone
Emily: But you cheat someone everyday
Kevin: Oh I do? When was the last time I cheated?
Emily: Like 5-minutes ago, when you told Leslie that you're Superman and that she might be Lois?
Kevin: He he, that's a good one eh?
Emily: So what are you thinking of doing?
Kevin: Oh you know, write some lazy song that repeats a line about a million times and tag 'Seventeen Year-Old Girl' to the title. Should be a hit
Emily: You think that will work?
Kevin: Not sure about the song but a 'Seventeen Year-Old Girl' will always work
Emily: You mean as a hit?
Kevin: No as in just work in general
Emily: Oh ... cause you're Superman?
Kevin: You're damn right Mary Jane
Emily: You mean Lois
Kevin: The same thing

Broken Social Scene - Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl (from You Forgot It In People)