I'm not here to make a movie
I'm not here to write a song
I'm not here to fall in love
I'm too afraid of being wrong
I think it's time to leave this place
I think it's time for make or break
I think, I think, I think I know
what still matters what's at stake
call me bozo
weirdo or wacko or creep
just call me
call me bozo
weirdo or a wacko or a creep
just call me
well I'm as lonesome
as a man could ever be
there's a hole in me
the size of New Orleans
and I'm as alien
as a man could ever be
feel just like an apple
in a orange tree
I think it's time to leave this place
I think it's time for make or break
I think, I think, I think I know
what still matters what's at stake
call me bozo
weirdo or wacko or creep
just call me
call me bozo
weirdo or a wacko or a creep
just call me
I want a place
at the the head of the line
I want you here
don't want you there
give me a call
you can spend my dime
then send for me it's only fair
cause I miss you so
cause I miss you
I want a place
at the the head of the line
I want you here
don't want you there
give me a call
you can spend my dime
then send for me it's only fair
cause I miss you so
cause I miss you
I think it's time to leave this place
I think it's time for make or break
I think, I think, I think I know
what still matters what's at stake
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