| Hey, what the hell do you want me to do? |
| Hey, does it
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| look like I’m static to you? |
| Well, you might look twice
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| cause I’m moving.
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| OK, you see that I can walk which is good, but still you’re
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| trying to make me talk like you would. |
| Your intention’s
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| nice, you’re improving.
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| For all you know you’re doing fine, but I guess it shows
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| shows that even jewelry that’s fake do shine.
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| So shut your mouth now big boy, I’m just myself not your
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| toy. |
| It’s in my nature to be changing.
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| Now is it so hard to see? |
| You can not make me to be
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| someone who never will be changing.
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| So what the hell do you want me to say? |
| Another halting
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| rhyme, another cliche. |
| Well, you might be right this one
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| time. |
| You take for granted I’m your servant subdued. |
| It
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| doesn’t make sense to me, but to you. |
| So here’s one
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| last bright make shift rhyme.
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| For all you know I’m just a fool, but I guess that shows
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| that you can not judge the dog just by it’s drool.
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| I’m losing you for a big smile on my face. |
| You’re nothing
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| new and not hard to replace. |
| I’m losing you but I’m not
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| losing ground.
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| So Peekaboo! |
| And you won’t be around.
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| Cause I change with time and that’s not a crime.
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| Someone like you can not derange me. |
| Yeah, I change
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| with time and that’s not a crime.
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| It’s in my nature to be changing. |