I want to talk to you The last time we talked, Mr. Smith, you reduced
me to tears I promise you it won't happen again
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 Guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me without making me try?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddy I've got identity now
I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky
I could be hot, I could be bad But I could be anything you like
Gotta be clean, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you walk out the door?
Getting behind me doesn't solve anything
How can I help it? How can I help it? How can I help what you think?
Out of my baby, out of my baby Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself?
Should I let over? Should I let go? Or just to be put on your shelf?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddy I've got identity now
I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky
I could be hot, I could be bad But I could be anything you like
Gotta be clean, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you walk out the door?
Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else said you should want
You know
I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky
I could be hot, I could be bad But I could be anything you like
Gotta be clean, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you walk out the door?
I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky
I could be hot, I could be bad But I could be anything you like
Gotta be clean, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you walk out the door?
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