Pink Bedroom

She paints her fingernails forbidden tones

She wants nervous youth on the telephone

He don't call, she sticks another pin in her doll

And puts it next to her stuffed animals

She got the tube top

She got the french heels

She got the blow dry

She got her eyes peeled

She got the tight jeans

Seventeen magazine

She got it all

She got it all

She got it all

In her pink bedroom

She thinks all her boyfriends are so dumb

She drinks Coca-Cola with valium

Mother calls, she sticks another pin in her doll

And lets those fingers talk her into it

She got the lip gloss

She got the short shorts

She got her records

And they're all imports

She got her good looks

She got her yearbook

She got it all

She got it all

She got it all

In her pink bedroom

They say they got her future down at the desk

Now they're drawing blood for the grown-up test

Something crawls beneath her lily skin

And her doll is so relieved she's lost her innocence

It was a teen game

Now we're serious

It's all customized

Don't get curious

She got her pension

And your attention

She got it all

She got it all

She got it all

In her pink bedroom