Cindy, I don't want to catch you in his car
Cindy, you don't have to play with me no moreAll the boys are telling stories about you
I don't want to hear no stories about youCindy, you don't have to run around any more
Cindy, you don't have to prove to me that you can scoreWhen you dance with the boys in the street
Don't you know that you're tearing me apartHot razors in my heart
Heart, hot razors in myCindy, you don't have to make me crawl no more
Cindy, we can make it better than it was beforeTell the boys you belong to me
Tell them anything but stop this bleeding in my heartHot razors in my heart
Heart, hot razors in my heartHot razors in my heart
Heart, hot razors in my heartHeart, hot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heart
Heart, hot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heartHeart, hot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heartHot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heartHot razors in my heart
Hot razors in my heart