Sell Me Pink

Different sides, of a mirror

Both hands tied, a long time ago

I promised not to cry

But if you ask I ought to listen

Isn’t that how I should be

If you ask I ought to listen

Please don’t ask me

 

Don’t sell me pink

Don’t sell me short

I’ve got a mind of my own

And it’s got colors of all sorts

Don’t sell me pink

Don’t sell me pink

 

Different shades, of the same thing

What a waste, didn’t you hear

You don’t haveta follow the numbers

If they ask you ought to tell em where to go

That’s just how it should be

If they ask you oughta tell em where to go (Straight to hell)

Let em ask

 

Don’t sell me pink

Don’t sell me short

I’ve got a mind of my own

And it’s got colors of all sorts

Don’t sell me pink

Don’t sell me pink

Can’t sell me pink

Can’t sell me short

I’ve got a mind of my own

And it’s got colors of all sorts

Don’t sell me pink

Can’t sell me pink