Why Can't We Be Like the Satelliters - Wild Evel and the Trashbones

Where do I start? All these thoughts inside my head Collide and I decide I'm staying in tonight They say, "Follow your heart" But it's beating uncontrollably I can't hear what it's telling me this time We're dancing on the edge of anxiety's ledge And I might fall again, I might fall We're walking on a rope of worry and I hope That I don't fall again, I don't fall, oh Take me somewhere I can be I can be myself Oh, take me somewhere I am free Free to be myself and nothing else I've never had pride for myself and I'm proud of that 'Cause I know that I'm just somebody else So why do I try? (Why do I try?) Try to find my validation in what everybody's saying I need some help We're dancing on the edge of anxiety's ledge And I might fall again, I might fall We're walking on a rope of worry and I hope That I don't fall again, I don't fall, oh Take me somewhere I can be I can be myself Oh, take me somewhere I am free Free to be myself and nothing else We're dancing on the edge of anxiety's ledge And I might fall again, I might fall

Got a party at 8:00, it's 7:53 Keys in my hand, somewhere to be And you come strolling down the stairs You got that up-to-somethin' look on your face Looks like we are gonna be fashionably late But you don't seem to care, so I set down my whiskey and you kiss me You lean your back against the wall When we walk in and it's past ten I'ma tell 'em it's your fault Baby, why you gotta wear them jeans Hair down and a white tank top? Baby, why you gotta be so mean? Looking so good, I can't stop My hands from touchin' your body You know I love it but I got to ask Baby, why? Baby, why? Baby, why you gotta be like that? I'm so predictable, it's like you know That denim and low cut combo With the fire in your eyes Gonna get me every time It's been like that since we met You keep messing with my head You love to play that game And I hate to complain but Baby, why you gotta wear them jeans Hair down and a white tank top? Baby, why you gotta be so mean? Looking so good, I can't stop My hands from touchin' your body You know I love it but I got to ask Baby, why? Baby, why? Baby, why you gotta be like that? Whoa, oh Why you gotta be like that? I set down my whiskey and you kiss me You lean your back against the wall When we walk in and it's past ten I'ma tell 'em it's your fault Baby, why you gotta wear them jeans Hair down and a white tank top? Baby, why you gotta be so mean? Looking so good, I can't stop My hands from touchin' your body You know I love it but I got to ask Baby, why? Baby, why? Baby, why you gotta be like that? Whoa, oh Why you gotta be like that? Whoa, oh Baby, why you gotta be like that? Baby, why? Baby, why? Baby, why? Baby, why?