| Girls can wear jeans
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| And cut their hair short
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| Wear shirts and boots
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| 'Cause it’s OK to be a boy
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| But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
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| 'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
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| But secretly you’d love to know what it’s like
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| Wouldn’t you
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| What it feels like for a girl
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| Silky smooth
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| Lips as sweet as candy, baby
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| Tight blue jeans
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| Skin that shows in patches
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| Strong inside but you don’t know it Good little girls they never show it When you open up your mouth to speak
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| Could you be a little weak
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| Do you know what it feels like for a girl
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| Do you know what it feels like in this world
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| For a girl
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| Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby
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| Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting
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| Hurt that’s not supposed to show
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| And tears that fall when no one knows
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| When you’re trying hard to be your best
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| Could you be a little less
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| Do you know what it feels like for a girl
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| Do you know what it feels like in this world
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| What it feels like for a girl
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| Strong inside but you don’t know it Good little girls they never show it When you open up your mouth to speak
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| Could you be a little weak
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| Do you know what it feels like for a girl
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| Do you know what it feels like in this world
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| For a girl
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| In this world
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| Do you know
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| Do you know
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| Do you know what it feels like for a girl
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| What it feels like in this world |