Don't go telling me I have no rhythm
I dance to my own music
Playing in my head
No, don't say I've got the words wrong
I sing my own songs
About how I feel
You know, I'm sick and tired of you
Tired of your trashy talk
I wear what I want on my catwalk
I'm me
So that's who I'll be
I don't need you tellin' me how to beat my drums
You do it your way
I'll do it mine
I don't have the chords wrong if that's how I write 'em
I'll keep away from you
If that's what you want
'Cause now it's plain as day
We'll never get along
I got my beat
You got yours
They don't mix
And that's just how it goes
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1 comment:
I LOVE THAT!!!YOU GO GIRL!!
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