Naomi

Your days of going through a phase

Are finally lashing back at you

There's more to shut up and ignore

But there's even less and less to do

And there's nothing to say, and they're looking away

What have you got yourself into?

One little miss apprehension got you

Now they're lining up around the block

To watch you screw yourself up

For this bitter cup, which pains you the most

When it's too late to say you're sorry

And pretend that it's a toast, Naomi

You struggle with the reality myth

When you're talking on the TV screen

About choke chains and Mary Janes

In Seventeen Magazine

And you're thinking of your J-C Penny lingerie

That nobody has ever seen

No one understands your comments

Or why you're so obsessed with undergarments

From multi-cultured pearl to Glamor girl

Took less than a day

And your Wonderbra world of Disney

Was just a make-over away

Naomi, it's just a matter of time

What's that they're saying now?

Oh wow, she looks good in tears

That you can't allow

But now you haven't looked this young in years

You look sweet walking down the street

But no one's even slowing down

They can't decide, should they offer you a ride

Or the head of Helen Gurley Brown

Naomi, it's just a matter of time.