(T. Bachman)
Fortune frowned on me
She`s a big girl, and she got me
Now I`m down the hall
I`m the last door, on the east wing
You don`t know what it`s like to be like me
You don`t know what it`s like to go between
I`ll write a weekly letter
And keep you wondering what it means
To be like me
Someday I`ll be strong
I`ll find a nice girl and a new car
Escape my destiny
I`m gonna break out, I`m gonna shake out
(Chorus)
I`ll move to a strange and distant land
And change ever after who I am
(Chorus)
I`ll never get much better, but I don`t mind