You Don't Own Me - Lesley Gore

You don't own me You don't own me Well, let's go But I'm Gerald and I can always have just what I want She's the baddest I would love to flaunt Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent But nope, she ain't with it though All because she got her own dough Boss bossed if you don't know She could never ever be a broke hoe You don't own me I'm not just one of your many toys You don't own me Don't say I can't go with other boys Don't tell me what to do And don't tell me what to say Please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display You don't own me Don't try to change me in any way You don't own me Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay Don't tell me what to do And don't tell me what to say Please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display Re-really though, honestly I get bored of basic (no) She's the baddest, straight up vicious, texting her and asking her If she's alone and if she'd send some pictures, she said no (what) Well goddamn, she said come over and see it for yourself Never asking for your help, independent woman She ain't for the shelf Nah, she's the one Smoke with her until the (ah) Stayin' up until we see the sun Baddest ever, I swear she do it better than I've ever seen it done Never borrow, she ain't ever loan That's when she told me she ain't Never ever ever ever gonna be owned I don't tell you what to say I don't tell you what to do So just let me be myself That's all I ask of you I'm young and I love to be young And I'm free and I love to be free To live my life the way I want To say and do whatever I please Hey, hey (you don't own me) Oh, no (okay) Oh, no, no (you don't own me) Oh, no, no, no Don't, do don't Hey (you don't own me) But just know, you never met somebody like me before though (You don't own me) Easy You don't own me

Own it It's yours It's yours Yours You're still the one that I adore Ain't much out there to have feelings for Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Yours A few bottles on the table, a few waters It ain't a secret, baby, everybody saw us Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? It's yours Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust Next time I stand tall I wanna be standin' for you And next time I spend I want it all to be for you Peakin', I'm peakin', wake up with me this weekend, weekend, oh Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? It's yours Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said Go own that shit, own that shit Own that shit, own that shit Go and own that shit, own that shit Own that shit, you own that shit, go and Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Go own that shit, own that shit Own that shit, own that shit Own that shit, own that shit (Baby own it) Niggas talk more than bitches these days (Just let that shit sink in, ha) Niggas talk more than bitches these days Who could get the pussy quicker these days? Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days 'Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story My ex-girl been searchin' for a "sorry" Couple bitches tryna have me on the Maury like nigga it's yours You should be supportin', but where you been at? On tour, gettin' money Y'all don't even really check for me You ain't even hit me when that nigga had threats for me, girl You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl 'Cause you got the Batphone and my workline You should call When the last time you did somethin' for the first time? You done done it all I swear to God, niggas talk more than bitches these days Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days Broken telephone for every single conversation By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days, but oh-oh It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, it's-it's always gonna be yours Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said Go own that shit (Own it) (Own it) It's yours It's yours, own it Own it, own it Own it, own it, baby, own it It's yours Own that shit, own that shit Own that shit

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta

I'm not awake I'm not alone You're right beside my face Will you love me this way? 'Cause I'm dancing with my eyes closed It's okay, it's me, babe One more time for my taste One more time for my taste See me fall from your eyes to your waist One more time for my taste Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I feel your love, I feel your faith always You're not awake You're not alone I'm calling off that fragile case Oh, baby Are you dancing with your eyes closed? It's okay, it's me, babe One more time for my taste I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down One more time for my taste See me fall from your eyes to your waist One more time for my taste Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I feel your love, I feel your faith always See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my taste One more time for my... One more time for my... One more time for my... One more time for my home I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lay you down

Look what this girl done did to me She done cut me off from a good, good love She told me that those days were gone Gone, gone Now I'm sitting here goin' half crazy 'Cause I know she still thinks about me, too And it ain't no way in hell That I can be just friends with you And I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you And now it ain't no way we can be friends The way it felt, no fakin' it Maybe we were movin' just a little too fast But what we've done, we can't take it back Back, back Now I'm sitting here halfway crazy 'Cause I know she still thinks about me too And it ain't no way in hell That I can be just friends with you Now I'm sitting here halfway crazy 'Cause I know she still thinks about me too And it ain't no way in hell That I can be just friends with you And I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you And now it ain't no way we can be friends Ain't no tellin' what we could've been Ain't no tellin' what we could've been, no And if I knew it end like this I never would've kissed ya 'Cause I fell in love with ya We never would've kicked it Girl, now everything's different I lost my only lover and my friend That's why I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you And now it ain't no way we can be friends

Through the Juno bush, you see her lips are miming Gwen Stefani The horizon takes a trip along her body Staring at the posters on your wall As they talk about my chances Boy, you're so tragic Your floor was damaged from months ago Where you dropped a hot comb dancing to neo-soul The trees are gold on your iPhone background Which is funny 'cause you cut down Like eight last spring for the view now How's it look, baby? How's it feel? Is it too much for you? Big fucking deal Me, me, me That's all we know Me, me, me That's all we know You might think you do But I bet you don't You might think you do But I bet you don't I heard you joined the peace corps Planting ferns and feeding the poor You're not so bad anymore Me, me, me That's all we know Me, me, me That's all we know You might think you do But I bet you don't You might think you do But I bet you don't