You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
Don't say I can't go with other boys

Don't tell me what to do
And don't tell me what to say
Please when I go out with you
Don't put me on display 'cause

You don't own me
Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me
Don't tie me down 'cause I'll never stay

Oh I don't tell you what to say
And I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you

I'm young and I love to be young
And free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I please

Don't tell me what to do
And you don't tell me what to say
And Please when I go out with you
Don't put me on display 'cause

I don't, I don't tell you what to say baby
But I don't tell you what to do but to start to sing, yeah
You got to sing, yeah
You got something to sing, yeah, you got something to sing, yeah, ooh
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
You got to, you got to, you got, you got, you got
Waah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ow, come on baby, it's okay
Both the windows are open and you're falling
Baby

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Writer(s): David White, John Madara