Absurdity of the Modern Condition

I have piles of notebooks
That outline my hopes and dreams
But I'll never achieve them
With you pulling at the seams

Hey there pretty lady
Won't you come away with me
I'll take care of everything
If you just beg on your knees

All I ever wanted
Was to show you what I've got
But this will never come to be
You refuse to give me a shot

Hey there pretty lady
Won't you come away with me
I'll take care of everything
If you just beg on your knees

You don't, you don't, you don't
Get to have a say
You don't, you don't, you don't
Get to have it your way
You don't, you don't, you don't
Get to have a say
You don't, you don't, you don't
Get to have it your way

Damned if I do
Damned if I don't
Damned if I will
Damned if I won't
Conform to your distorted views

You say I'm a dreamer
Because I choose to demand
Things that would be a given
Had I been born a man

Hey there pretty lady
Won't you come away with me
I'll take care of everything
If you just beg on your knees



Credits
Writer(s): Jockey Onassis
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