Little girl, she thinks she knows the world.
This girl, she's pretty, that's for sure.
Her voice is loud, her tongue is sharp
Everyone who's anyone knows her.
Little girl, do you know?
Things aren't as they seem to be
You laugh and smile but all the while
Your words and thoughts mean nothing to me.
You will discover, in this world
That not everything is sweet and kind.
As you joke around, you will be passed by.
No one will esteem an undeveloped mind.
So next time little girl, hold your tongue.
Think before you speak, little one.
The stars aren't yours; you must learn
Respect is something you have to earn.
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