I pierce my ears and paint my nails I wear my hair down in two pigtails I make all my money raising my voice It's my body, so it's my choice Oh, my friend Jim felt like Jane She changed her clothes and her name She starts hormones on Monday, so I'm watching her boys It's her body, so it's her choice Go on, girl Sweet, sweet Laura is just nineteen And she finds out she's pregnant during school orientation Radio silence from her father Sweet Laura says "I'm not ready for a son or a daughter" Oh, sweet Laura rejoice It's your body, so it's your choice It's okay, girl It's your body, so it's your choice