| You look down to me 'cause I’m apology,
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| But you cannot see… woman’s wish is a wannabe.
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| Then it comes to you, they wanted you,
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| Wanted all to write… she is something you cannot tie.
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| No, don’t follow me,
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| No, don’t cover me,
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| No, just leave me be (wannabe).
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| No, don’t try to change,
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| No, to something you ain’t,
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| No, don’t even try.
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| Try to be me,
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| But don’t you see the irony
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| Of you wanting to be me.
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| But I don’t wanna be.
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| You wanna go away, but I can’t be out today,
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| Just be a runaway… bounce around like a Ricochet.
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| I walk 100 miles and watch the time fly,
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| Don’t need an alibi
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| No, can’t follow me,
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| No, can’t comfort me,
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| No, can’t wanna be.
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| No, don’t try to change,
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| No, to something you ain’t,
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| No, don’t even try.
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| Try to be me,
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| But don’t you see the irony
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| Of you wanting to be me.
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| Wannabe, wannabe, wannabe, wannabe (wannabe!) |