You don't own me / I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me / Don't say I can't go with other boys
And don't tell me what to do / And don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you / Don't put me on display
'Cause you don't own me / Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me / Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay
Oh, I don't tell you what to say / I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself / That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young / I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want / To say and do whatever I please
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