Don′t you worry 'bout your curly hair. Clothes that don′t quite fit you anywhere Voices echo in the gym Another girl's had her first kiss Please don't think too much of it, darling I′m so sorry that they pick you last Try to say your foreign name and laugh I know that you feel loud, so different from the crowd Ofbig blue eyes, and long blonde hair, and boys that stare But,baby, know that You′ll grow up And grow so tough and charm them Write you story fall in love a littletoo The things you thought you'd never do I wish I could go back and give her a squeeze Myself at thirteen Andjust let her know, know that she′s beautiful