I'm just a girl who used to loathe at a Toronto art school
Skipped college, joined a band
made out with boys I liked to talk to
They told me to turn myself into another indie-pop star
F- that I'm just gonna be me they can be whatever they are

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
I'm over it
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Let's go
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
So over it
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Let's go

Boys in the band, just like their dads, give us advice on punk rock
Said we'd do better if we quit writing about all the girl stuff
Gonna play the Pontiac, the Roseland, and the Bovine Sex Club
Then wе'll be coming back, I wanna see everyonе put their hands up

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
I'm over it
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Let's go
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
So over it
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Let's go

I'll kick you to the curb
I'm more than you deserve
Hang on my every word
Hang on my every word
I'm a pro, professional
we are all professional, I'm a professional
(Professional, professional, professional)

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
I'm over it
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Let's go
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
So over it
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Let's go