| You’re always tellin' me to go out more
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| Go ahead, get out, and see the world
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| But then I think, why should I?
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| I’d rather stay home and cry
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| I never thought that I could be the other
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| The other way like the other ones
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| Let me open wide, let you see inside
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| And then you might agree
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| Would you say they find me unstable?
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| 'Cause they see me act a little bit different
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| But I know my way to greener pastures and
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| Think about it, won’t you think it over?
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| Please?
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| Without you, I can move
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| I can stretch my arms out, I can feel it
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| And when I’m in my room alone, I feel good
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| Because I don’t have to deal with you or the outside world
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| Would you say they find me unstable?
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| 'Cause they see me act a little bit different
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| But I know my way to greener pastures and
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| Think about it, won’t you think it over?
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| Please?
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| I guess I’ll get over it
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| Ooh, I guess I’ll get over it
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| I guess I’ll get over it
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| I guess I’ll get over it
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| Would you say they find me unstable?
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| 'Cause they see me act a little bit different
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| But I know my way through greener pastures
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| Would you say they find me unstable?
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| 'Cause they see me act a little bit different
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| But I know my way through greener pastures
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| Would you say they find me unstable?
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| 'Cause they see me act a little bit different
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| But I know my way through greener pastures
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| Greener pastures
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| See me act a little bit different
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| But I know my way through greener pastures |