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You and I travel to the beat of a different drum. Oh, can't you tell by the way I run Every time you make eyes at me? Whoa oh You cry and moan and say it will work out, But, honey child, I've got my doubts. You can't see the forest for the trees. Oh, don't get me wrong. It's not that I knock it. It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me. Songtexte Yes and I ain't saying you ain't pretty. All I'm saying is I'm not ready For any person, place, or thing To try and pull the reins in on me. So, goodbye. I'll be leaving. I see no sense in this crying and grieving. We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me. Oh, don't get me wrong. It's not that I knock it. It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me. Yes and I ain't saying you ain't pretty. All I'm saying is I'm not ready For any person, place, or thing To try and pull the reins in on me. So, goodbye. I'll be leaving. I see no sense in this crying and grieving. We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me. Aus Songtexte Mania