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The teen-pop/rap divette makes it clear that her second album is for girls who have outgrown dancing in pajamas to Britney and matured into smoking in the eighth graders' bathroom. Pills, tattoos, and men in cars all make appearances, and so, fittingly, does rock: three-chord guitar riffs, real drums and vocals by Aerosmith's Steven Tyler. If Pink continues down this road to damnation, her bad-girl act may blossom into sass big kids enjoy. It hasn't yet.