Ever since I was a little girl
I only wanted to be sexy
Nine years old, tryna wax my legs with tape
There were some things only I can see
A little spot that can't be lifted
On my left hand, dig in like a car key

So you see
I've been having a horrible time of late
I get none of your sympathy
But all of the pain hits and the fog lifts
And then it's too much for therapy
Oh, baby, heed my solution
And take a sexy picture
Take a sexy picture of me
And make me look sixteen

Listen

I did the butcher, I did the baker
I did the home and the family maker
I did school girl fantasies
Oh, I did leg things and hand stuff
And single woman banter
Now tell me, what was in it for me?

Oh, I've been having a horrible time of late
I get none of your sympathy
But all of the pain hits and the fog lifts
And then it's too much for therapy
Oh, baby, heed my solution
And take a sexy picture
Take a sexy picture of me
And make me look fifteen

You haven't looked at me the same since I turned twenty-seven
Where goes my potential? Oh, she's up in heaven
Rest in peace to any chance of me
Dating within the station
Ah-ah, ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ooh-ooh
And no doctor or pope can grant diagnosis
I've peeled through the forums
And there's no cure for old sis
But here's a message to the party girls
Dragged out by their ankles
I'm here if you need me, deep in your afters

Oh, I've been having a horrible time of late
I get none of your sympathy
But all of the pain hits and the fog lifts
And then it's too much for therapy
Oh, baby, heed my solution
And take a sexy picture
Take a sexy picture
Can't you see me wither?
Take a sexy picture of me

And make me look fourteen, oh
Or like ten, or like five
Or like two, like a baby
Whoever it is that you're gonna love
So you'll be nice to me Writer/s: Ciara Thompson
Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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