Lyrics: Birgit Schuurman
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What's your age
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Says the man in the suit
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Thinking he knows all
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Believes he's cool
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That's what he thinks
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A girl my age
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Doesn't understand the world
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At least that's what he thinks
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I think
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Ohoh I
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I need to break free
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From all of these thoughts inside
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I have to stop the worries in my head
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Leave my doubts all unsaid
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And be who I want to be
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No need to be insecure no more
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I just gotta walk through that door
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And wonder of free to be me
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She's so vain
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Is what she whispers to her friend
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When I pass her sitting at the bar
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Must think she's all that
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Cause she's a little famous
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Probably thinks she's hot
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She tells her friend
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I think
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Ohoh I
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I need to break free
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From all of these thoughts inside
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I have to stop the worries in my head
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Leave my doubts all unsaid
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And be who I want to be
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No need to be insecure no more
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I just gotta walk through that door
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And wonder of free to be me
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close my eys
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And hear those buzzing whispers surrounding
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Judging me
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Talking about me
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I wanna be
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Totally free
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Free of guessing what they said
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Or what they might think about me
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What's You Age?
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| Birgit |
