“The winter breeze still brushed against her cheek, and again she heard her name— Princess—and what had laid on her tongue since the morning of her birth now loosened.”
Feeling unsure of my naked body Stand back, watch it taking shape Wondering why I don't look like Barbie They say boys like girls with a tiny waist
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It's my fault, it's my fault 'cause I put icing on top Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake That's my bad, that's my bad, no one taught them not to grab Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake