Bethlehem Paula Cole

[Verse 1]
Pulling on the apron strings looking up
Standing on the chair to be grown up
I feel so little, I need my pillow
I hate time, I hate the clock
I wanna be a dog or I wanna be a rock

[Verse 2]
Sunday's pancakes, Miss Mary Mack
Color Polaroids show my heart attack
In my second-hand pants and dusty shoes
The day that the playground laughed at my shoes
It's my birthday next week and what I want please
Is to turn on the heat so the fish won't freeze
The fish in the tank froze and died last week
Oh I wanna be a dog or I wanna be a leaf

[Chorus]
Quarry miners, fishermen
In my town of Bethlehem
Picket fences, church at ten
No star above my Bethlehem

[Verse 3]
Now I'm only sixteen and I think I have an ulcer
I'm hiding my sex behind a dirty sweatshirt
I've lost five pounds these past few days
Trying to be class president and get straight A's
Well who gives a shit about that anyway?
I just wanna be a dog or a lump of clay