"There goes that girl," they say
As they point and stare
Ridicule the way I look
And how I wear my hair

So I'm not in with the style
And what goes on my feet
I drive an old Corvette
With flames on my car seat

You all look the same
I can't tell you apart
By the way that you act
It seems like you have no heart

You think I look different
You think different is wrong
Well, this is how I am
And this is how I belong

I don't care what you think of me
I'm not part of the crowd
And when you're making fun of me
You only make me proud