The Sadder-But-Wiser Girl For Me

No wide-eyed, eager, wholesome
 Innocent Sunday school teacher for me
 That kinda girl spins webs no spider ever
 Listen boy, a girl who trades on all that purity
 Merely wants to trade my independence for her security
 The only affirmative she will file refers to marching down the aisle
 No golden, glorious, gleaming pristine goddess, no sir
 For no Diana do I play faun, I can tell you that right now
 I snarl, I hiss, how can ignorance be compared to bliss?
 I spark, I fizz for the lady who knows what time it is
 I cheer, I rave for the virtue I'm too late to save
 The sadder but wiser girl for me
 No bright-eyed, blushing, breathless baby-doll baby, no sir
 That kinda child ties knots no sailor ever knew
 I prefer to take a chance on a more adult romance
 No dewy young miss who keeps resisting
 All the time she keeps insisting
 No wide-eyed, wholesome, innocent female, no sir
 Why, she's the fisherman, I'm the fish, you see? Plop
 I flinch, I shy when the lass with the delicate air goes by
 I smile, I grin when the gal with a touch of sin walks in
 I hope, I pray for Hester to win just one more A
 The sadder but wiser girl's the girl for me
 The sadder but wiser girl for me