Testo
"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
I 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, mmh
But all her looks were too sad, ah
So I tried a little Freddie, mmh
I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, 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 don't you like me, why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
"Getting angry doesn't solve anything!"
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 my brink
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over, should I look older
Just to be put on your shelf?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly, mmh
But all her looks were too sad, ah
So I tried a little Freddie, mmh
I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, 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 don't you like me, why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!
Say what you want to satisfy yourself, hey!
But you only want what everybody else
Says you should want, you 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
