Mama, what's it like to be a woman
I feel things inside that I just don't understand
And sometimes I'm like two people
And I'm not sure which one I really am

Sometimes I wanna dress in jeans
Sometimes I wanna dress in lace and flirt
Sometimes I don't like boys at all
Sometimes I like a boy so much
It hurts

Sometimes I still believe in fairytales
Sometimes I know too much about the world
Sometimes I think I'm all grown up
Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl

Well, Tina you've asked me
What it's like to be a woman
Well, honey
I can't answer that in words alone
I can't tell you what it's like
To love a man have a child or make a home
But I can tell you this

Sometimes I wanna dress in jeans
Sometimes I wanna dress in lace and flirt
Sometimes I don't like boys at all
Sometimes I like a boy so much
It hurts
Sometimes I still believe in fairytales
Sometimes I know too much about the world
Sometimes I think I'm all grown up
Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl

Sometimes I wanna dress in jeans
Sometimes I wanna dress in lace and flirt
Sometimes I don't like boys at all
Sometimes I like a boy so much
It hurts

Sometimes I still believe in fairytales
Sometimes I know too much about the world
Sometimes I think I'm all grown up
Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl

Sometimes I think I'm all grown up
Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl