Your Own Kind of Girl

Chocolate — you’ve got chocolate on your mouth
Oh you long to be like the other girls
But your’e not gonna be like another girl
«Some other girl»
You’ve been reading magazines again
Comparing your sweet body
To the bodies of nature’s longest ones
Smoothed out with airbrush guns
You’ve been wondering when the answer is gonna come
It’s not gonna come
Till you realise
You are fine
You’re more than enough
The real world needs real girls to love themselves enough
I went on my first diet when I was eight years old
10, 11, 12, through to 21
When I came undone and I thought:
«Somebody tell me that I’m more than this?»
So I understand the thoughts get out of hand
I still know all the shame of falling for that same old shit
Time time again
That there’s some «Simple Answer!» to the complex life
«It's only $ 29.99»
So there «They» sit high in their towers
Writing lists about what women need
With no regard, no understanding
No real care about the pain they breed (oh)
My hope for you, my darling girl
Be brave and build a dream in your own size
'cause otherwise
You’re buying crap that you don’t need
To feed a world that will not feed you
It will not feed you, my love
Chocolate — you’ve got chocolate on your mouth
Oh you long to be like the other girls
But you weren’t born to be «Some other girl»
You’re gonna be your own kind of girl