Wont someone tell me what has happen to me
Why am I so misunderstood
Why cant they see
Now Im caught between the devil and the angel
That I used to be
They say Ill understand it all in good time
But age aint 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 dont 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
Got the feelin that the way my life is
Got to be prepared for changes
Wont someone tell me what has happen to me
Why am I so misunderstood
Why cant they see?
Now Im 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 dont want me to be
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase
I wanna go left but they tell me go right
Dont wanna be the little girl they kissin goodnight
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase
They can try to make me write a thousand lines
But that wont ever change the way I feel inside
Theyve got their opinions but I just dont care
Cause thats 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 must not.. .chase.. the boys
I wanna give in to the woman in me
I wanna be someone they dont want me to be
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase the boys
I wanna go left but they tell me go right
dont wanna be the little girl they kissin goodnight
the moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase... the boys
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