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Paroles: Ana Johnsson. Just a Girl.

There's something wrong with me 'cause i can't see whats wrong with me
I don't have a problem with my thighs my hips or the way my clothes fit.
And how come I not obsessed with make-up, talkshows, diets, and j-lo's.
I must be caching on real slow.

I'm just a girl yeah that is all,
I've got the skills but not the balls.
My mouth to big, my boobs to small,
I'm not supposed to like myself at all,
So I guess I missed the point,
I should have hate myself but I don't

There's something wrong with me 'cause i can?t see whats wrong with me
I don't have a problem with my hair, what to wear I just don't care.
And how come I not impressed by rich boys, slick boys, riding in limo?s
I must be caching on real slow.

I'm just a girl yeah that is all,
I've got the skills but not the balls.
My mouth to big, my boobs to small,
I'm not supposed to like myself at all,
So I guess I missed the point,
I should have hate myself but I don't

Somebody turn me around
Somebody tricking my mind
Somebody give me a crew

I wanna be just like you,

So come on, come on, come on,come on
How do you do the things you do,
So come on, come on, come on,come on
I want to go just like you.

I must be caching on real slow.
There so many things a girl should know.

I'm just a girl yeah that is all,
I've got the skills but not the balls.
My mouth to big, my boobs to small,
I'm not supposed to like myself at all,
So I guess I missed the point,
I should have hate myself but I don't

I'm just a girl yeah that is all,
I've got the skills but not the balls.
My mouth to big, my boobs to small,
I'm not supposed to like myself at all,
Yeah I guess I missed the point,
I should have hate myself but I don't