Yeah (Woo)
It's time that I rediscover
The last twenty years undercover
Pink G Wagons and the blown out lips
Life through lense so expensive
Tell me just how do I get through this?
Looking for a better way
Bleach blonde out her own damn mind
I colored outside the lines
Chicken nugget dreams and a whole nightmare
Twenty million eyes just click and stare
Never had a chance was it ever there?
Had to find a better way
That girl's still crying on the kitchen floor
But that's not who I am anymore
What you think about me now?
I-I-I did turn around
And when you look at me now
It's just Trish
I was butter noodle drama
Now I'm Benihana mama
With three kids up on my arm
Deserves a clap clap clap
I'm a bubbly Teletubby
Babies cookin' in my tummy
Ain't no stolen Lambo money
I know that, that, that
(Woo, yeah)
That girl's still crying on the kitchen floor
But that's not who I am anymore
What you think about me now?
I-I-I did turn around
And when you look at me
That girl's still crying on the kitchen floor
Her hair was trashed
But not no more
Get up off that kitchen floor
You wanna read?
There's so much more
Buy my book
Now in stores
That girl's still crying on the kitchen floor
But that's not who I am anymore
What you think about me now?
I-I-I did turn around
And when you look at me
That girl's still crying on the kitchen floor
It's just Trish
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