lunes, 28 de febrero de 2011

Born this way.

My mama told me when I was young "We're all born superstars". She rolled my hair, put my lipstick on in the glass of her boudoir.
"There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are" She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe". "So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far, listen to me when I say"
I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes.
Don't hide yourself in regret,  just love yourself and you're set. I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way.
There ain't no other way.
Don't be a drag, just be a queen.
Give yourself prudence and love your friends. Subway kid, rejoice the truth. In the religion of the insecure  I must be myself, respect my youth.
I love my life, I love this record and mi amore vole fe yah.
Whether you're broke or evergreen. You're black, white, beige, chola descent. You're Lebanese, you're orient, whether life's disabilities left you outcast, bullied or teased. Rejoice and love yourself today 'cause baby, you were born this way. No matter gay, straight or bi, lesbian, transgendered life.
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born to survive. 

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