| Dancing in her platform ballerinas
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| That’s about as girly as she gets
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| She ain’t like no other señorita
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| And she will never let you forget
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| She says, «Don't believe everything you see
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| That a girl wakes up with makeup and her heart on her sleeve»
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| She says, «Better be yourself, you’ll make it
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| 'Cause every other girl out there is taken»
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| She says, «So come on»
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| Dancing like she loves it with her best dress on
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| Spinning, jumping, messing up her hair, but it doesn’t matter
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| 'Cause that don’t make her less of a girl
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| And her hips she moves, grooving to the music like a woman do
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| Throws her body in it not for me, not you, but for her
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| And that don’t make her less of a girl
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| Dancing in her platform ballerinas
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| Like she’s dancing in her kitchen at home
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| She says life is made up of decisions
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| But that every one of them must be her own
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| «Don't believe everything you see
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| That a girl wakes up with makeup and her heart on her sleeve»
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| She says, «Better be yourself, you’ll make it
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| 'Cause every other girl out there is taken»
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| She says, «So come on»
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| Dancing like she loves it with her best dress on
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| Spinning, jumping, messing up her hair, but it doesn’t matter
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| 'Cause that don’t make her less of a girl
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| And her hips she moves
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| Grooving to the music like a woman do
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| Throws her body in it not for me, not you, but for her
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| And that don’t make her less of a girl
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| When that song comes on
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| She don’t know the words, but she still sings along
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| Everybody’s laughing, but it doesn’t even matter
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| 'Cause that don’t make her less of a girl
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| She don’t have to aim to miss
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| Blowing up her lips to make them best to kiss
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| That won’t even help to get a guy to kiss her better
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| And that don’t make her less of a girl
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| She says, «So come on»
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| Dancing like she loves it with her best dress on
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| Spinning, jumping, messing up her hair, but it doesn’t matter
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| 'Cause that don’t make her less of a girl |