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