S.o.s.

What I want to buy from you Is a little piece of me Standing here half naked I've stripped for you carefully Part of my personality And all of my free time I want to buy for a dollar What you stole from me for a dime I don't want to be your petty heartbreaker But I know that I'll never be That girl on your turntable That girl on your t.v There's nothing I can do And nothing I can say Cuz the right words come out wrong But I can't go on living this way It's the same old song What I want to know Is did you really steal the show? Talking trash with the perfect pout It's your new commercial I could do without I don't want to be your precious pretender But I know I'll never be That girl in your fashion show Taht girl on the movie screen Like an octopus you bleed blue ink And like a pair of jeans you're fit to shrink How can you call this living? It's the same old song What I want to know Is did you really steal the show? What I want what I want when I want it Is what I want what I want what I want