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Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome I could be loathsome I guess Im a little bit shy Why dont you like me? Why dont you like me without making me try? I try to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I try a little Freddie Ive gone identity mad! I could be brown I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green Gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why dont you like me? Why dont you like me? Why dont you walk out the door! How can I help it How can I help it How can I help what you think? Hello my baby Hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why dont yo like me Why dont you like me Why dont you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older just to be put on the shelf? I try to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I try a little Freddie Ive gone identity mad! I could be brown I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green Gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why dont you like me? Why dont you like me? Why dont you walk out the door! Say what you want to satisfy yourself But you only want what everybody else says you should want I could be brown I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green Gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why dont you like me? Why dont you like me? Why dont you walk out the door! |
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| 2. |
| 4:16 |
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[Mika's cover of Dave Matthews Band's song]
Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder. Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping tom for the mother station Winters cold spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, hey satellite Satellite, headlines read Someones secrets you've seen Eyes and ears have been Satellite dish in my yard Tell me more, tell me more Who's the king of your satellite castle? Winters cold spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, hey satellite Rest high above the clouds no restrictions Television we bounce round the world And while I spend these hours Five senses reeling, I laugh about the weathermans satellite eyes. Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder. Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping tom for the mother station Winters cold spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, hey satellite Rest high above the clouds no restrictions Television you bounce from the world And while I spend these hours Five senses reeling I laugh about this world in my satellite eyes. |
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