IRC-Galleria

I saw a spider, I didn't scream
'Cause I can belch the alphabet, just double-dog-dare me
And I chose guitar over ballet
And I tape these suckers down, 'cause they just get in my way

The way you look at me
Is kinda like a little sister
Rubbed by your goodbyes
And it leaves me nothing but blisters

So I don't wanna be one of the boys, one of your guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just wanna be one of the girls
Pretty in pearls, not one of the boys

So over summer, something changed
I started reading "Seventeen" and shaving my legs,
And I study "Lolita" religously.
And I walked right into school and caught you staring at me

'Cause I know what you know
But now you're gonna have to take a number
It's okay, maybe one day
But not until you give me my diamond ring

'Cause I don't wanna be one of the boys, one of your guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just wanna be your homecoming queen
Their poster dream, not one of the boys

I wanna be a flower, not a dirty weed
I wanna smell like roses, not a baseball team
And I swear maybe one day
You're gonna wanna make out, make out, make out with me

(Don't wanna be)
Don't wanna be
(Don't wanna be)
Don't wanna be
(Don't wanna be)

'Cause I don't wanna be one of the boys, one of your guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just wanna be one of the girls
Pretty in pearls, not one of the boys