What She Doesn'T Know

Whether outside to play or being dropped off for a party. "Mind your p's and q's young lady," I was always told. If only she knew what I knew when she wasn't in my presence. Playing house in the laundromat and kissing my pretend husband. Seven minutes in heaven and spin the bottle. But when called inside she knows not a thing. Being picked up from a party no trouble was I, for she knows not what I know and that's how it's going to be.