| I wish that I was another guy,
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| Tonight my baby’s gonna say goodbye,
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| She doesn’t know I already know,
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| A friend of mine just called and told me so,
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| Oh,
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| I wish I wasn’t me tonight,
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| Oh,
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| I wish I wasn’t me tonight,
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| I wish that I could find a way,
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| To turn tonight back into day,
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| I’m not a split personality,
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| But if I were, I’d send the other me
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| Oh,
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| I wish I wasn’t me tonight,
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| Oh,
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| I wish I wasn’t me tonight,
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| Here she comes and her arms are reaching out to me,
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| But nothing’s changed,
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| She’s gotten like she used to be,
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| Well now I think I’m beginning to understand,
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| The boy is jealous, it’s plain to see
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| He’s trying to take my baby from me,
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| If he could see her in these arms of mine,
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| Then he would know he’s wasting his time,
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| Oh,
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| I’m so glad I’m me tonight,
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| Yeah,
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| So Glad I’m me tonight,
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| Yeah,
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| I’m so glad I’m me tonight. |