Lyrics
All my people say, "Go to work in a mini-skirt"
Am I givin' you the right flirt?
Always waitin' for someone
To make me happy, pick me up
I realize that someone is me
What you call life, that ain't livin', oh
Bless the child that's got his own, yeah
It's my season, now I stand alone
Just thought that I would let you know
Some things you just can't control, no-no
Should I wear my hair in a ponytail?
Should I dress myself up in Chanel?
Do I measure me by what you think?
Absolutely not, absolutely not
If I go to work in a mini-skirt
Am I givin' you the right to flirt?
I won't compromise my point of you
Absolutely not, absolutely not
Told myself: I won't complain
But some things have got to change
Not goin' be a victim of
All your social push and shove
Right or wrong, you're the same
My picture never fit your frame
What you thought, you'll never know
You can't see me with your mind closed
Should I wear my hair in a ponytail? (No, no, no, no, no)
Should I dress myself up *in Chanel?*
*Do I* measure me by what you think?
Oh, *absolutely not*, absolutely not
If I go to work *in a mini-skirt*
Am I givin' you the right to flirt?
*I won't compromise my point of you*
*Absolutely* not
Now I see, the life means more to me
More than fancy clothes
More than you'll ever know
All the ugly words that I heard you say
Made me stronger everyday
Now I live my life for me, oh
Go to work in a mini-skirt
Am I givin' you the right to flirt?
I won't compromise my point of you
Absolutely, absolutely not
(Should I wear my hair in a) ponytail?
(Should I dress myself up in Chanel?)
Oh, do I (measure me by what you think?)
*Absolutely* not, absolutely not
*If I go to work in a mini-skirt*