Today is the 7th day, and I'm feeling sassy. So grab your hairbrush, look in the mirror, and sing with me. Remember this classic? I found myself humming it out of the blue this morning, and decided to change the words a bit. See if you can figure out who/what I'm singing this to? Wink.
Happy Monday, everyone. Let me hear you sing . . .
YOU DON'T OWN ME
You don't own me.
I'm not just one of your many toys.
You don't own me.
I'm telling you, you can't steal my joy.
So don't tell me what to do.
Don't tell me how to be.
I'm completely done with you.
This is my time to be free.
You don't own me.
You try to change me in every way.
You don't own me.
You'd bring me down, and that's where I'd stay.
So don't tell me what to do.
Don't tell me how to be.
I'm completely done with you.
This time I WILL BE FREE.
I'm young and I love to be young.
I'm free and I love to be free.
To live my life the way that I want.
To be and do whatever I please.
So don't tell me what to do.
Don't tell me how to be.
I'm saying good bye to you.
And I am reclaiming me!
