A little differences in people never hurt the Earth
And I should know cuz I’ve been different from the day of birth
Those other teenage boys that strut their stuff and act like they’re so freakin cool
That ain’t me bitch I’m too embarrassed to flaunt myself in school
But that’s not to say I can’t tell you who I know I am
It’s more important to be yourself than a “super cool” man
I ain’t one to brag
But in my own way I’m fab
I might not be exhibit A but for sure I’m not a drag
I don’t have to be the guy
Who shows up on the magazine
Screw him and his plastic muscles
It’s so much better being me
I’m not the guy who plays the gals and throws their poor hearts in the mud
I’m the one who makes more friends because I know I don’t have to be the stud
It’s better to be the good person than it is to be the cool person
Just be the good person
The good person
(At this point a girl would sing.) Is it so wrong I think of others rather than myself?
I didn’t think so,
Women’s World can go rot in hell
I ain’t gonna change my body or my way of thinking
No matter what the “style” is so shut up don’t be kinky
I don’t care what the world says I should be doing
I can be whoever I wanna be
And I choose to be me
I ain’t one to brag
But in my own way I’m fab
I might not be exhibit A but for sure I’m not a drag
I don’t have to be the girl
Who shows up on the magazine
Screw her and her plastic booty
It’s so much better being me
I’m not the gal who plays the guys and throws their poor hearts broken in two
I’m the one who makes more friends because I know I don’t have to be the prostitute
(Then this next part they sing together but I don’t know what yet. So far it’s a diss on society’s standards.)