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I don't mind being lonely I don't mind being poor What I'm mind is been misunderstood I can't take it anymore You may say that I'm a loser And Iwon't say that thar ain't true But if you say once more that I'm a hoover Then maybe I'm gonna have to be disagree with you Too many times I've been called a garage More than once I've been termed a hat For more than a year I lived in your pocket While you thought I was the key to your flat Now I'm saying that that's all over I've got to stand up for what I am So from now on I want you to call me Just call me whenever you can Aus Songtexte Mania