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I guess there's something wrong with me, guess |
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I don't fit in |
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No one wants to touch it, no one knows where to begin |
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I've got more than one membership to more than one club |
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And I owe my life to the people that |
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I loveHe looks me up and down like he knows what time it is |
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Like he's got my number like he thinks it's his |
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He says, "Call me, Ms. DiFranco if there's anything I can do" |
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I say,"It's Mr. DiFranco to you" |
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Somedays the line |
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I walk turns out to be straight |
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Other days the line tends to deviate |
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I've got no criteria for sex or race |
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I just want to hear your voice, |
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I just want to see your face |
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She looks me up and down like she thinks that |
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I'll mature |
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Like she's got my number like it belongs to her |
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She says, "Call me, Ms. DiFranco if there's anything I can do" |
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I say, "You know I've got spots, mind if I've got stripes?" |
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And their eyes are all asking ' |
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Are you in, or are you out?' |
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And I think, ' |
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Hmm, what is this about?"I mean tonight you can't put me up on any shelf'Cause I came here alone, I'm gonna leave by myselfI just want to show you the way that I feelAnd when I get tired you take the wheel to meTo me what's more important is the person that I bringNot just getting the same restaurant, eating the same thingGuess there's something wrong with me, guess I don't fit inNo one wants to touch it, no one knows where to beginI just want more than one membership to more than one club'Cause I owe my life to the people that I love |
