Getting older, moving to the city
No more creek in my backyard
But all the girls here are so pretty
All the boys shout from their cars
So much time I spent preparing
To grow old and make money
Maybe my life has a purpose
Besides to start a family
I wanna feel safe at night
Walking all along under the city lights
Don't pay attention to what they say
It's just part of life; you'll learn one day
Getting older, my body is changing
As natural as can be
But all the boys are complaining
How much larger my breasts could be
When did it become perfectly acceptable
To laugh and degrade something so natural?
When did my body become a spectacle
For you to make better with plastic and chemicals?
I wanna feel safe at night
Keep my door locked, stay inside
Don't pay attention to what they say
It's locker room talk; you'll learn one day