[RITA HANSON]
I was brought up in taffeta dresses
And taught to be pretty and precious
And spending my playtimes with plastic princesses
Who all had these bodies
Just utterly ludicrous
Minuscule waists and huge boobs and it's
All nipple-less and no pubes
And no creases
I mean, Jesus
It's pretty confusing
Especially at six

In that fairy tale world all the girls end up "happy ever after"
Wooing their knights in shining armor
But some nights down the track
You can bet they'll be trapped
Spending nights in, shining armor
While their knights spend their nights at a bar
Or at a ball with some harlot
I'm not bitter
It's just better that I don't fall for all that
Romantic bullshit now that I'm older

Although I don't mind the thought of being tossed over a shoulder
And trotted off to a mansion
By some ruggedly handsome
Man in a fireman helmet
And have him just use me for sex
As I say, it's a little complex
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