Different Drum
You and It ravel to the beat
Of a different drum
Oh cant you tell by the way I run
Every time you make eyes at me
Wo oh
You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child, Ive got my doubts
You cant see the forest for the trees
Oh dont get me wrong
Its not that I knock it
Its just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes and I aint sayin you aint pretty
All Im sayin, Im not ready
For any person, place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me
So, goodbye Ill be leavin
I see no sense in this cryin and grievin
Well both live a lot longer
If you live without me
Oh dont get me wrong
Its not that I knock it
Its just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes and I aint sayin you aint pretty
All Im sayin, Im not ready
For any person, place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me
So, goodbye Ill be leavin
I see no sense in this cryin and grievin
Well both live a lot longer
If you live without me