To whom it concerns, Darlene's work will be late It fell on her pancakes and stuck to her plate To whom it concerns, my mom made me write this And I'm just her kid, so how could I fight this To whom it concerns, I lost my assignment Maybe I'll get lucky, solitary confinement To whom it concerns, Darlene's great with the ball But guys don't watch tomboys when they're cruising the hall To whom it concerns, I just turned thirteen Too short to be quarterback, too plain to be queen To whom it concerns, I'm not made of steel When I get blindsided my pain is quite real. I don't mean to squawk, but it really burns. I just thought I'd mention it, to whom it concerns...
Gia, this isn't heaven. You don't have to be perfect - Gia [1998]