well, cindy oleo - the margarine girl she says to me, "i don't like boys" i tell her i don't like them either, she tells me i don't understand so i stand there and i stand there, yeah, but i guess i didn't know i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer i need an answer to my letter, is she really going out with her? speaking of, i've got a couple words for the author of the book of love never wrote a chapter about this now maybe there were pages i missed (i'm not that bright) i know it was a long time ago as i stare up at her broken window, i turn my back and i walk home i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer i need an answer to my letter, is she really going out with her? it would be so hard, it would take, take some time, but i've got time in my mind i go there sometimes, in my mind i go there all this time alone and i feel fine, i feel fine all this time alone and i feel fine, i feel fine in my mind, in my mind, in my mind, oh in my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind guess i didn't know i didn't know any better, i didn't know she might prefer i need an answer to my letter, is she really, really going out with her? going out with her?