Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon   And I judge myself by the adverts I see   My deodorant hides the real me   These things elevate me above animals      I feel like being a girl, being a girl   Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl   Yeah, how my life never tasted sweeter?      I'm so boring, my clothes wanna keep   Someone else warm, someone cooler   Tax on cigarettes, treats my cancer   These things elevate me above animals      I feel like being a girl, being a girl   Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl   Yeah, how my life never tasted sweeter?   How, how, how?      Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl   (Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl)   Being      I feels like being a girl, being a girl   Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl   Yeah, how my life never tasted sweeter?   How, how, how?      A frog, it cannot comprehend the sea   Nor me happiness   Girl is much to weak a word for me   Made from balsa wood      Being a girl, being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl      The only pureness left is preached by Marx   Time to contemplate   Never been informed there must be poor   Or the rich won't be rich no more      Being a girl, being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl      I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna experience being a girl   I wanna ex      The only pureness left is preached to me by Marx   The only pureness left is preached to me by Marx   The only pureness left is preached by Marx