She got a tattoo of a barcode on her neck
To remind her what she feels like to them
When they pay her a visit
And she drinks until she feels just enough
Or more, but no less
But I confess, I digress
She is full grown
But this princess has a pimple on her forehead
Oh she, she's special
Or so she tells herself
She wouldn't help herself
And she doesn't need to feel pretty
But could she even feel pretty?
She is full grown
But this princess has a pimple on her forehead