Pick Me

Hangin in the school yard
They was picking teams for a rugby game
There I was the last in line
It's always been this stupid way

Why can't I be the one they first choose
I'm always left out on my own

Pick me pick me i could be good company
Pick me pick me pluck me from the leper tree
Pick me pick me what is my transparency
Pick me pick me

Down at the dance hall
All the girls was lined up looking flash
I offered one a dance and she said Get out of my face you prat

Now i'm always left out in the cold

Pick me pick me i could be good company
Pick me pick me pluck me from the leper tree
Pick me pick me what is my transparency
Pick me pick me

Is it my face my hair my weight or my smell
Is it the things I had for lunch
Or is it just my personality
That they don't like

Pick me pick me i could be good company
Pick me pick me pluck me from the leper tree
Pick me pick me what is my transparency
Pick me pick me



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Cooley
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