Inside Out

Friday night we're going out

Knocking on the door I'm at your house

You open up and say that you're not even ready at all

You run up stairs to paint your toes

Then you trip and fall and you rip your hose

You scream crying "I have got to change all my clothes"

I guess it's really just my fate

Another Cosmo mag-a-date

Before the hour gets to late there's something that I got to say....

You don't have to fix that dress

I like it when your hair's a mess

That's when you always look the best

And I love you

Chorus

No matter what the clothes you wear

Or how you do your hair

No matter what you try to change

I'll always feel the same

No matter what the car you drive

No makeup face to disguise

I'll always see you from the inside

The inside out

I'll always see you from the inside

The inside out

I'll always see you from the inside

I run upstairs to check it out

She slammed the door and began to shout at me saying

"I don't ever want to come back out"

I guess it's really just my fate

Another night without a date

Before the hour gets too late

There's something that I've gotta say

You don't have to fix that dress

I like it when your hair's a mess

That's when you always look the best

And I love you