I don't know
You got a problem too much black on my face?You think I really care?You got a lot of balls to think you can sayWhat I should or shouldn't wear
How many times I gotta answer that questionIt's a question always making me madFor “Star Magazine” this season what is “my boom”?You must be joking that's the best that you have?
You say to choose a cuter, pretty dress to wearAnd do you copy Cyndi Lauper's style of hair?I swallowed and gave it a tryBut now it's a waste of my time
Why...Why...Why...Why
I don't knowI don't knowGet off of me and leave me aloneI don't knowI don't knowWhy don't you get a life of your own
I don't knowI don't knowYou're cutting way too close to the boneI don't knowI don't knowI don't knowYou want an answer how about I don't know
You paparazzi taking pictures of meGot nothing else to do?You make up stories “Her New Boyfriend This Week!”Gossip that is never true
And you who go and hold your cells in the airNow is it really too hard for you to ask?You whisper about me right in front of me, tooAnd then you're asking me for my autograph
You make a list of what I'm buying from the storeHarass me for designer things “she must afford”I swallowed and gave it a tryBut now it's a waste of my time
Why...Why...Why...Why
I don't knowI don't knowGet off of me and leave me aloneI don't knowI don't knowWhy don't you get a life of your own
I don't knowI don't knowYou're cutting way too close to the boneI don't knowI don't knowI don't knowYou want an answer how about I don't know
I don't knowI don't knowI don't knowI don't knowI don't know NO....No....No
I don't knowI don't knowGet off of me and leave me aloneI don't knowI don't knowWhy don't you get a life of your own
I don't knowI don't knowYou're cutting way too close to the boneI don't knowI don't knowI don't knowYou want an answer how about I don't know