Won‘t someone tell me what is happenin‘to me?
Well am i so missunderstood why can‘t they see?
now i‘m caught between a devil
and the angel that i used to be.
They say I‘ll understand it all in good times.
But ain‘t it nothing but a number in my mind.
Going crazy with this push me pull me come
between wrong and right.
Chorus: I wanna give in to the woman in me.
I wanna be someone they don‘t want me to be.
The moral of the story is i got no choice.
I must not chase the boys!
I started writing down my deepest secrets.
seven days a week of truth and fantasy.
Got the feelin‘ that the way my life is got to be
prepared for changes.
won‘t someone tell me what is happening to me?
well am i so missunderstood why can‘t they see?
now i‘m caught between a devil and the
angel that i use to be!
Chorus: I wanna give in to the woman in me.
I wanna be someone they don‘t want me to be.
The moral of the story is i got no choice. I must not chase..
I wanna go left but they tell me go right.
Don‘t wanna be the little girl thats kissing good night.
The moral of the story is i got no choice.
I must not chase the boys!
They can try to make wright a thousand lies. But that wont
ever change the way i feel inside. Think if there are feelings
but i just don‘t care ‘cause that‘s not what i wanna hear.
i,imust,i must not chase the boys
i,imust, i must not chase the boys
i must, i must, i must not...chase..the boys
Chorus: i wanna give in to the woman in me
i wanna be someone they don‘t want me to be
the moral of the story is i got no choice i must not chase..
i wanna go left but they tell me go right don‘t
wanna be the litttle girl that‘s kissing good night.
The moral of the story is i got no choice
i must not chase..the boys! .