When I was young i wanted to be a punk rocker   But everybody said no   And I was sure that if I ever had a shocker   The same old folks would say go      It wasn't the lack called passion, a singular fashion   That led me to go   But then i'll always be your twisted little sister   And all the rest can go blow      I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running   Keep calling, I feel my heart drumming   I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running   'cause this time, this time    I'm doing ok      I need some va-va voom    To get me out of this room    It's gotten small for me    i'm burning bright as hell    So honey, wish me well    'cause now I'm running free      When I was young i wanted to be a punk rocker   But everybody said no   And I was sure that if I ever had a shocker   The same old folks would say go      It wasn't the lack called passion, a singular fashion   That led me to go   But then i'll always be your twisted little sister   And all the rest can go blow      I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running   Keep calling, I feel my heart drumming   I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running   'cause this time, this time    I'm doing ok      I need some va-va voom   To get me out of this room   It's gotten small for me   i'm burning bright as hell   So honey, wish me well   'cause now I'm running free