Got my daddy's sense of humor
Got my mother's innocence
That starts to weaken
When the pride gets to speaking
I was born a city girl
Raised in a cruel stick up suburban world
Had my back pushed off the track
All I wanted was to get back to where
My soul's been,
And where my heart is.
But the truth is I was born a city girl.
Well all those white Pickett fences have always kept me in.
It's suffocating yet hardly stated.
Mean, on-edge, and complicated;
These people don't know me.
But I was born a city girl.
Raised in a cruel, stuck-up suburban world.
Had my back pushed off the track.
All I wanted was to get back to where
My soul's been
And where my heart is,
But the truth is
I was born a city girl.
Oh, oh
It's so hard to grow up where you feel you don't belong.
Dreaming fields of chestnut horses,
Free of car-rage come-alongs.
Sitting under a tree and sing my songs,
But I was born a city girl.
Just a city girl.
Oh, just a city girl.
Oh.
Just a country girl living in a city world.
