Marmaduke

Why is everything, oh so unfair
I mean especially to me, you see I'm special
And I like to take offence at almost every situation
Why are they looking at me, why do they stare so?

I bummel along
My name is Marmaduke in case you were wondering about it
But I don't want you to shout it 'cause you're bound to mispronounce it - oh!
Why are you looking at me, why do you stare so?

Why are they looking at me? There ain't here nothing to see
I wear my pants upon my head and do my jazz hands
But when I talk they turn away, I don't exist their faces say
Why are they looking at me, why do they stare so?

So, I'll find a way to get attention
I'll make them pay just for looking
'Cause I know that look upon the face
Will show disdain for my situation
Oh no, why are they looking at me?

Why are they looking at me? Why do they stare so?
Why are they looking at me? There ain't here nothing to see
Why are they looking at me? This ain't no freak show!



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Chapman
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