Who You Really Are Songtext

You got a brain just like a steam shovel And I'm tar upon the road You've got a body like a shotgun That I'm trying to unload If you are yin and yang then Baby I must be ego and id I'm the Man from La Mancha, whoever he is And you're a bold El Cid Well come on Baby I wanna know who you really are Come on Baby I wanna know who you really are You got a beret like Che Guevara But your dress makes me see stripes and stars Oh come on Baby I wanna know Who you are Who you really are You got imagination like a lift I'm stuck between the floors Your soul looks like a doorman I'm revolving in his doors I try to read you like a book You laugh between the lines You got a sense of humor like a motorway Clearly I'm not an exit sign Well come on Baby I wanna know who you really are Come on Baby I wanna know who you really are Well you tell us that you're going far How come your stocks are still where they are Oh come on Baby I wanna know Who you are Who you really are You've got a future like a family photo And I'm just out of shot Well when your car is freezing over My collar's getting hot You're fighting wars in your inside And I'm a pacifist Yeah, but if you were my country Baby You know that I'd enlist Oh come on Baby I wanna know who you really are Come on Baby I wanna know who you really are Well I guess I'm in the gutter gazing at stars Baby don't tread me down too far Guess I'm in the gutter gazing at stars Baby don't tread me down too far Guess I'm in the gutter gazing at stars Baby don't tread me down too far Oh come on Baby I wanna know Who you are Who you really are