All my friends are writing their resumes My responsible friends are applying for jobs But me, I was considering ditching Ezra, and going by Esme Baby, would you find that so odd? My dying friends are finding religion While my intellectual friends are all denying God But me, I got just one ambition I sit around all day wishing That the real me might be the one you want I wanna be your girlfriend I wanna walk down the street hanging from your arm That's right, little old me, I want to be your girlfriend And leave behind this loveless world I know ♪ Honey, I know that I don't have the body you want in a girlfriend What I'm working with is less than ideal But maybe, baby, it's not all about what you thought that you wanted It's about the way I can make you feel, ooh Ooh, I wanna be your girlfriend I want to walk down the street hanging on your arm That's right, little old me, I want to be your girlfriend And blow your mind each night when you come home ♪ Ooh Ah-ah-ah Ooh-ah-ooh-ah-ooh-ah-ooh Ah