My mama told me when I was young we are all born superstars.
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on In the glass of her boudoir

"There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are". She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far, Listen to me when I say"

I'm beautiful in my way, 'Cause God makes no mistakesI'm on the right track, baby