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Won't someone tell me what is happening 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 nothing but a number in my mind
I'm going 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 must not chase the boys
I started writing down my deepest secrets
Seven days a week of truth and fantasy
Get the feeling that the way my life has got to be prepared for changes
Won't someone tell me what is happening 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 must not chase the boys
They could try to make me write a thousand lines
But that won't ever change the way I feel inside
They got their opinions but I just don't care
'Cause that's not what I wanna hear
I must, I must, I must not 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 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 must not chase the boys
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