Whoever drew my body Was coloring outside the lines But sometimes I can't help Dressing to the nines Fancy hats and plumes of smoke I build my queendom out of twine And bicycle spokes Once I knew a boy He tried to erase me He tried to make me over Like he was the Avon lady But I'm a resourceful girl I'm an origami bird And my wings may be torn But my feet still work Sometimes people tell me Hey, not bad for a lady I think it's kind of funny That they should mistake me For someone who knows The rules of etiquette If I'd known this was a contest I surely would have quit