I'm a laid back
T-shirt, blue jean, mood ring Kinda girl
Hey yeah
What's the word on you
Lay low I'm a mission rebel Angel devil
Little lamb upper mental
Sometimes I get temper mental
But here I am an open book
Turn the page it's all the rage Get a look
On the inside
Oh what you get is what you see
Baby you hold the key
To the diary of me
I'm poetry, complicated Simply stated
Yeah Hey
Baby how about you
I was born free
I'm a cell phone hippie
Are you with me?
When I mess up I do not get up
I just get down yeah
But here I am an open book
Turn the page it's all the rage
Get a look on the inside
Oh what you get is what you see
Baby you hold the key
To the diary of me
It's raining on Sunday
There's nothing on TV
Yesterday was lonely
You're the only one who gets me
My mind is like an island
Drifting through the ocean
I can not stop thinking about you
I bet you're thinking of me too
Well here I am an open book
Turn the page it's all the rage
Get a look on the inside
Oh what you get is what you see
Baby you hold the key
To the diary of me
Yeah here I am an open book
Turn the page it's all the rage
Get a look on the inside
Oh what you get is what you see
Baby you hold the key
To the diary of me
Writer(s): Brophy Nicolas C, Wood Julie Marie
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