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Credits: Produced by George Clinton for What Productions, and Elizabeth Anne for FUNKYBUTTMONKEEMUSIC, INC. Copyright FUNKYBUTTMONKEEMUSIC, Inc / Tick Free Music, Inc -/- Elizabeth Anne - All Vocals, Keyboard, Percussion / Dwayne Dungey - Recording Engineer / Mike Patterson - Assistant Recording Engineer, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Drum Programming / Jerome Rodgers - Live Synth and Keyboards / Eddie Gooden - Lead Guitar Solos / Trevino Gray - Additional Vocal Recording Engineer / Michael Noles and Chris Montgomery - Remixing and Editing Engineer |
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Lyrics
WHEN I GROW UP (I WANNA BE A BABE)
Mommy, I'm concerned as I grow older,
This head on my shoulders
The only thing that gets boulder
Along with my weight, except in the places I want it
The idea, I taunt it
But not quite sure how to flaunt it
Forget surgery, you can tell when they're fake
Make no mistake
The point up is straight
And yet I aspire as my shoelace beckons
That when I bend down to tie it
I go blind for twenty seconds
"Oh, dont worry, honey, men like big asses"
Yeah, well that passes
When they reach higher classes
In order to impress the masses, I must be on display
Without my belly
That always gets in my way
I can see the road Im headed, this obsession with my frame
Competing with fame
Is the cost of the game
There are plenty of girls out there
That know what Im trying to say
When I grow up, I wanna be a babe
Most girls are made of sugar and spice,
Everything nice
Made ya look twice
Hips that will rock the curves of your mind
Swerves so divine
Nervous? So fine!
Lips that will make you so wanna kiss her
Swear that you'll miss her
Never dare dis her
Hey. Know what I got?
Whiskers!
Just enough to notice, but not enough to shave
No body part's safe
My hair never behaves
At least I can say I've got electric thighs
Kinetic, like thunder
Be careful goin under
I'm not afraid Ive been put to the test
Oh, there's more than I jest
Well, except for my chest
Those two little mosquito bites mistaken for nipples
No, my breasts are not dimples!
Could I get some band-aids for these pimples?
By the way, please tell me where is my hourglass figure?
The places I jiggle
Just dont quite pull the trigger
In the heat of the moment, I'm ashamed to portray
The view I display
To some jerks dismay
So tell me, what crazy freak is gonna want me?
I dont even get described
As a nice personality
For objective I fill in
On my resume
When I grow up I wanna be a babe
(Spoken Word)
People are asked all the time, just exactly what it was
That they wanted to become when they were growing up
In the immortal words of another’s former wealth
"I'm a rock star now,
Maybe when I grow up
I'll be something else!"
I'm getting tired of the demands of this world
On the so called whirl
Of the ideal girl
Makes us all wanna hurl, trying to resist
Being put on the list
Of becoming the priss
Who must exist in order to survive
The hype and the jive
That's on the show live
Day after day, and its ran out it's play
And Im proud to say
A new form is headed our way
Look, Im catching up, just like Momma said I would
I've been drinking milk
And it does a body good
In my new frame of mind Ive been painting a picture
New number one bitch, ya
Cant take it wit' ya
Ought to see the road I'm heading, getting closer by the hour
With the new found power
Petals pretty on this flower
I'm not quite yet matured, but I'm well on the way
And there are plenty of girls
Know just what Im trying to say
When I grow up, oh I said when I grow up
I wanna be a babe
(Repeat 3 times)
I said I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I said I wanna be a Babe
(Whisper) When I grow up
ELIZABETH ANNE
Funkybuttmonkeemusic, Inc 2001 /
Tick Free Music, Inc 2001
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