It’s all over now, this woman's just begun
I just wanna be what's best for me
I don’t wanna be your little pearl
'Cuz that’s how I think it should swing
I don’t wanna be your baby girl
To be one-da-dum with my own star under my own sun
Don't you, don't you call me coochie-coo a little girl
Why can't he see, why can't he see what's inside of me, yeah
I’ll show him how to win and let me in 'cuz
Who’s writing now a token of their love
I don’t wanna be your baby girl
Maybe we’ll see about the will and the way
It's mostly me dreaming, forcing, believing
We're all sorry now, I didn’t mean to wow
To be one-da-dum with my own star under my own sun
To be one-da-dum with my own star under my own sun

I don’t wanna be your little pearl
Can't you see? Can’t you see?
Though you're running now with that silly one
Still I want you to know, though I love you so
But I stole you from, from another one
Butterflies return some day
I don’t wanna be your little pearl
To tell me I’m the one under his moon and sun
I don’t wanna be your baby girl

Make you cry like that, it's just a little spat

I just wanna be what's best for me
I wanted a cheap way to get inside your head
That I am the thing that revolves around him
So take yourself and wrap around my little finger
I just wanna be what's best for me

Can't you see love that it’s just because

That you’re an ideal, hell I never steal
Now don’t you gaga goo no coochie-coo girl now I’m so much more
That he gotta do what is best for him
And not a cheap way to get inside your bed
Never let me in, not even begin
To be one-da-dum with my own star under my own sun

But while on top of him I know what's best for him