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Ooh baby, is it true, I heard a rumor going on about you They say you're pushy, they say you're ugly They say you never have any luck being lovely Is it true.... is it true.... is it true, what they say about you
All you know, that there is always one, taking the spotlight from everyone Stealing the pleasure and causing a frown selling your soul to make you look so proud Yes it's true....yes it's true....yes it's true, what they say about you
Get off your high horse, the world is not all yours Listen up now and watch your mouth Let me treat you to a ticket on the next train south
It's always with you, that little black cloud You should lighten up, for cryin' out loud Why do you shame yourself in front of your friends Ooh I wonder is it ever gonna end
Well you know you'd be so at ease, in some dried up little town Where no one knows you, they can't expose you And not a conscious thought will be found Yes it's true....yes it's true....yes it's true, what they say about you
Get off your whirlwind, pack all your bags in Listen up now and watch your mouth Let me treat you to a ticket on the next train south
Next train south....next train south....next train south, yeah c.2004JoanBerry |