I've got pink, newly polished nails And a purple bag to brighten up my colours I've got a show that starts on Friday Now I'll be playing every Saturday It might seem like I know where I stand I've got a boss, that tells me what to sing I've got a crowd that wants me to give them everything So now I'm your tiny dancer But this stage is not the answer Cause I need that kind of music That makes me come alive Ref. In a few days I might be The star of a show In feathers and heels Dancing through the night But all I really want Is a brand new guitar And a stage To sing my own songs Now I'm ready to pack my bags and leave I'm no longer innocent and sweet sixteen And I know where I belong It's not here, it's not your song It's where I can find some peace with what I do Ref. In a few days I might be The star of a show In feathers and heels Dancing through the night But all I really want Is a brand new guitar And a stage To sing my own songs In a few days I won't be Part of this show No feather and heels Dancing through the night I'm gonna leave and buy myself A brand new guitar And find a stage To sing my own songs In a few days I might be The star of a show In feathers and heels Dancing through the night But all I really want Is a brand new guitar And a stage To sing my own songs