Why don’t I get over this pants
And I’ll put on this skirt right now
When I was a kid
I used to go out and play with boys
My parents thought I was a t-bird
But little did they know
I dreamed to be like Beauty
Wake up, be kissed, and wander away
But I’m about to rock the world
I gotta get over my boyish angst
Gotta flirt with my prince charming
In my early teens
I used not to care about how I look
People thought I was a t-bird
But little did they know
I dreamed to be like Beauty
Wake up, be kissed, and wander away
But I’m about to rock the world
I gotta get over my boyish angst
Gotta flirt with my prince charming
Why don’t I get over this pants
And I’ll put on this skirt right now
But I’m about to rock the world
I gotta get over my boyish angst
Gotta flirt with my prince charming
