| Won’t someone tell me What is happenin' to me?
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| Why am I so misunderstood?
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| Why can’t they see?
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| Now I’m caught between
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| The devil and the angel
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| That I used to be They say I’ll understand it all in good time
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| But age ain’t nothin' but a number in my mind
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| I’m goin' crazy with this push me, pull me Caught between wrong and right
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| I wanna give in to the woman in me
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| I wanna be someone they don’t want me to be
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| The moral of the story is I got no choice
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| I must not chase the boys
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| I started writing down my deepest secrets
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| Seven days a week of truth and fantasy
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| Got the feelin' that the way my life is Got to be prepared for changes
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| Won’t someone tell me What is happenin' to me?
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| Why am I so misunderstood?
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| Why can’t they see?
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| Now I’m caught between
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| The devil and the angel
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| That I used to be
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| I wanna give in to the woman in me
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| I wanna be someone they don’t want me to be
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| The moral of the story is I got no choice
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| I must not chase the boys
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| I wanna go left but they tell me go right
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| Don’t wanna be the little girl they’re kissin' goodnight
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| The moral of the story is I got no choice
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| I must not chase the boys
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| They can try to make me write a thousand lies
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| But that won’t ever change the way I feel inside
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| They’ve got their opinions but I just don’t care
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| 'Cause that’s not what I wanna hear
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| I, I must, I must not chase the boys
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| I, I must, I must not chase the boys
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| I must, I must, I must not, chase, the boys
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| I wanna give in to the woman in me
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| I wanna be someone they don’t want me to be
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| The moral of the story is I got no choice
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| I must not chase
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| I wanna go left but they tell me go right
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| Don’t wanna be the little girl they’re kissin' goodnight
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| The moral of the story is I got no choice
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| I must not chase, the boys |