• I like a punk rock boy,
    His big hair and tight jeans,
    Zippers and vintage t-shirt,
    Doc Martens complete the scene.

    I'm telling you he's perfect,
    He's got the right amount of flare,
    I like a punk rock boy,
    I wonder if he cares.

    You see I'm not a punk rock girl,
    I don't have wild hair,
    I'm not a big fan of the Misfits,
    The Movement?
    Let me tell you,
    I don't care.

    I like a punk rock boy,
    I really really do.
    What is a normal girl,
    With no classification to do?

    See I don't care if your music,
    Is different from mine,
    I don't care if your jeans are so small,
    That they flatten out your behind.

    So tell me why it is,
    That you can look right past me,
    When a girl walks down the hallway,
    Talking about Siouxsie and the Banshees?

    Punk rock boy tell me,
    What do you want me to do?
    Should I give up my identity,
    Just to get a second look from you?

    Isn't Punk rock supposed to be about,
    A persons individuality?
    I am my own person,
    And for that you should like me,

    So tell me punk rock boy,
    What do you think of this?
    You're just a stereotypical punk rock boy,
    Nothing more than a conformist.