Don't wear that dress, babe
It doesn't look good on ya
Try to impress, babe
This guy could do somethin' for ya
Don't drop a note
Smile through the show
and don't forget to be thankful for
my guidance, my guidance
Who are you, man?
Take your hands off of me
Out of my songs
Oh off of my back
You don't got me like that
Take your teeth and bite your tongue
I for one
don't want to hear the things that I lack
From your limited fame brain, Jack
Something you can take, dear
if you don't feel up for it?
Show must go on, love
Can't you just push on through it?
All I wanna do is write my little songs
and maybe someone will be touched
and they will want to sing along
I've been doing this since I was 10-years-old
and I don't need someone to tell me how it's all supposed to go
I'm reclaiming my time...