Here's the place where life runs at a different pace
Where love is just convenient, none are obedient
And we are subservient
Look at me, I'm a girl that some may preconceive
Why do they try and generalize, why are they antagonizing me
But something I can't control that
Chorus:
I WANTCHA
You know I'll never stop 'til I've GOTCHA
You'll never be quite the same when I ROCK YA
I'm not the kind of girl that you thought I was
You'll have a good time 'cause I WANTCHA
I'm breaking down the walls 'til I have you, feel you
Show you the time of your life
Here we are and I wonder how we've come this far
In a world that does not recognize women are victimized
What does that symbolize
Why do I want things I usually criticize
It may be self destructiveness, or maybe it's emptiness inside
But something I can't control that...
CHORUS
You'll have a good time...
It's a lonely road, and no one knows the way I feel
I'm not giving up now...I'll never try to justify
They'll never understood, you'll be a happy man
You'll have the time of your life
It's something, it's something it's something that I can't control
The time of your life...[repeat]