Mama, what's it like to be a woman I feel things inside that I just don't understand And sometimes I'm like two people And I'm not sure which one I really am Sometimes I wanna dress in jeans Sometimes I wanna dress in lace and flirt Sometimes I don't like boys at all Sometimes I like a boy so much It hurts Sometimes I still believe in fairytales Sometimes I know too much about the world Sometimes I think I'm all grown up Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl Well, Tina you've asked me What it's like to be a woman Well, honey I can't answer that in words alone I can't tell you what it's like To love a man have a child or make a home But I can tell you this Sometimes I wanna dress in jeans Sometimes I wanna dress in lace and flirt Sometimes I don't like boys at all Sometimes I like a boy so much It hurts Sometimes I still believe in fairytales Sometimes I know too much about the world Sometimes I think I'm all grown up Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl Sometimes I wanna dress in jeans Sometimes I wanna dress in lace and flirt Sometimes I don't like boys at all Sometimes I like a boy so much It hurts Sometimes I still believe in fairytales Sometimes I know too much about the world Sometimes I think I'm all grown up Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl Sometimes I think I'm all grown up Sometimes I think I'm still a little girl