I've often wondered where i got some ludicrious ideas in my head:
He must be tall dark and handsome..in cash and kind..
Kissing is sexy and a sexy thing to do
Sexy is an acceptable word before God
Or that a boyfriend in high school is not bad
Perhaps that i wasnt beautiful without make-up
Making out is an integral part of a teenage boy
Size 14 is the size of ugly
There's nothing significant in being a teacher..its just means you're dumb
Hitch-hiking is safe
One puff or more is cool
And the list goes on and on..
You see, dont be suprised
I am what the tv made me
A sex icon, a sex symbol
A dainty little figure 6
A fashion figure
A career person with all the accolades
I have let the tv frame my mind
I have let magazine take my will
I have given up my right to be whole to the music of this age
so i need a purging
Greater than this world
I need a cleansing
A washing away of this brainwashed mind
Because whether i like it or not
The satellite has become a part of me,
Guilliana and Bill, Oprah and Ellen
They're all teachers in my thinking faculty
I need a renewing of this great soul
The seat of conscience and will
So that i do what i ought to do.
I am little Miss TV.
