LITTLE PURSE GIRLS

Twenty-three, sixteen, somewhere in between

Shopping malls, nail salons, Starbucks, restaurants

They’re everywhere I turn

Short skirts, long hair, half the time their tummies’ bare

Long legs, flip flops, suntans, tank tops

They’ve got time to burn

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Hanging out, always in a crowd

Talking low or laughing too loud

There go the little purse girls

Living in their little purse world

Lip gloss, I.D., cell phone, credit card and daddy’s car keys

They don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow

Don’t they know today is just borrowed

When they look through me, they don’t see

I used to be a little purse girl

Sippy cup, pacifiers, 2 or 3 extra diapers

Teething ring, Cheerios, baby wipes, Elmo

This bag’s not big enough

Kleenex, gym card, checkbook, Pop Tarts

Daytimer, loose change, Tylenol, Extra Strength

Too stuffed to zip it up

I swear this thing weighs 99 pounds

Every time I turn around

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Time goes so fast, nothing lasts

But I wouldn’t trade where I’m at

Oh I just laugh as they pass by me

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