Verse 1 I was born a boy in a world so plain, But my heart kept whispering another name. I dreamed of ribbons, of dresses that twirl, Longing to live as a Fifties girl. Pre-Chorus In secret moments, I’d close my eyes, And see her reflection where my true self lies. Chorus I’m a Fifties girl, though they don’t see, Hiding inside, she’s the real me. Soft in my step, my curls unfurled, Dreaming my life in a delicate world. Verse 2 They told me boys must stand so tall, Be strong, be tough, don’t cry at all. But I would press my face to the glass, Watching the girls in their Sunday class. Pre-Chorus I held the secret, I held it tight, But in my dreams it felt so right. Chorus I’m a Fifties girl, though they don’t see, Hiding inside, she’s the real me. Soft in my step, my curls unfurled, Dreaming my life in a delicate world. Bridge Fragile as lace, yet yearning inside, To walk in heels with a lady’s pride. I wasn’t born with the world’s consent, But love for her is where my soul is spent. Final Chorus (softer, heartfelt) I’m a Fifties girl, though the world says no, It’s the truest part I’ll ever know. One day the door to my heart will unfurl, And I’ll be at last a Fifties girl. Outro (doo-wop harmonies / soft fade) A Fifties girl… (ohhh) In ribbons and curls… (la-la-la) Forever my heart in a delicate world.
