Priscilla

You like ridin' around with your big brother In your uncle's custom van You wanna bleach your hair so bad But your Mama don't understand Hangin' around by the monument Dancin' to the radio You got a memory even shorter than your dress But there's nothing you don't know Priscilla Priscilla Nearly sixteen but they treat you like a kid Priscilla Priscilla They're gonna kill you for what you did Cuttin' class with a backstage pass And always skippin' lunch