Just Me
Explore and dream and speak and learn
An image I've worked hard to earn
Good girl, hardly wrong, always strong
A reputation that makes you want to belong.
But I wanna be just me
A girl that lets her hair down and goes to town
Listen to my Ella Fitzgerald and belt out the blues.
I wanna be just me
Free and eager to explore the unknown and interested in the boy next door.
I wanna be just me me
The girl who isn't afraid to dance in public and get down.
I wanna be just me
The chick who's thick and knows exactly how to work her curves and use it.
I wanna be just me,
a girl who cries and sighs and has big thighs and can't handle the pressure when she thinks about everything on her plate alone at night.
But I can't.
Don't mind the girl behind the curtain.
The one that hides in the folds of the black void can't be seen that's for certain.
She isn't home, goodbye, wham-o;
There isn't anyone there for a show.
It's just the girl,
a good girl, hardly wrong, always strong,
a reputation that would make anyone want to belong.