Boobs Letra

That can be easily hidden away.

I just cross my heart n' arms,
Try to act like a lady.
As they taunt me and tease me,
I want to say:

Shut up, you little bitch.
You're fuckin' with fire.
I'm not like all the other girls.
And yet I spend every night,
Praying to God, why can't I be like other girls?

With names like Stephanie, or Laura, or Patience, or Sarah.
Well, they'll kill me if I tattle,
So any little girl's name will do.
See, momma tells me the sound of their laughter
Is jealousy speaking, 'cause I've grown so much faster.

Shut up, you little bitch.
Because you're fuckin' with fire.
I'm not like all the other girls.
And yet I spend every night,
Prayin' to God, why can't I be like other girls?

So, if you're wonderin'
What this quiet little girl is thinking.
Well, I'm smiling 'cause I'm fantasizing about hacking around.
See it's bound to- bound to help me get some peace in this town. (?)
If I could only cut them up it would sh-sh-shut them down.

So, shut up, you little bitch.
Because you're fuckin' with fire.
I'm not like all the other girls.
And yet I spend every night,
Praying to god, why can't I be like other girls?

Well, shut up, you little bitch.
Because you're fuckin' with fire.
I'm not like all the other girls.
And yet I spend every night,
Praying to god, why can't I be like other girls?