Hey Serena tell me are you well
I can't tell from here
You know they're lusting for you
You hear them whistling as you slowly reveal
And I know you're more than mama
No whore and no madonna
I know this
I just want to understand why
You're objectified but happy you insist
Oh you're the girl from across the street
Wild our hair and bare our feet
We ran to climb the apple tree
She held us in her arms for free
Someone deliver me, someone deliver me, oh
Someone deliver me from my confusion
Hey Serena tell me are you well
I can't tell from here
And I know it may be true
That I'm projecting onto you my fear
'Cause I know just how it feels
To count on sex appeal
To meet my needs
Be it the rent to pay
Be it the power play or love security
Oh you're the girl from across the street
Wild our hair and bare our feet
We ran to climb the apple tree
She held us in her arms for free
Someone deliver me, someone deliver me, oh
Someone deliver me from my confusion
Oh - oh my confusion
Oh - oh my confusion