Clothes aren't what they used to be

They don't seem to fit you and me, anymore

Modesty is out the door

Flaunting what we've got and more is in

Yeah, it's in



They're sayin'

"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"



Pay so much for clothes so small

Was this 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



Chorus



We're sayin'

"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 what's mine

Don't change my mind

I'll be fine