Clothes aren't what they used to be
They don't seem to fit you and me any--more
Modesty is out the door
Flaunting what we've got and more is in
Yeah it's in
Barirá Tcharirá
Barirá Tcharirá
Don't ask why just wear what we say
You'll look like a model if you'll only obey
To get the attention, just do what we say
Yeah
Pay so much for clothes so small
Was that shirt made for me or my doll?
Is this all-- I get?
I looked so hot but caught a cold
I was doing just what I was told
To fit in---
Barirá Tcharirá
Barirá Tcharirá
Don't ask why just wear what we say
You'll look like a model if you'll only obey
To get the attention, just do what we say
Yeah
We're saying
Let's ask why Don't wear what they say
Don't want to be a model They can't eat anyway
That kind of attention will fade with the day
So I'll stand up and say
Clothes that fit are fine
Won't show whats mine
Don't change my mind
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine