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
Woah-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
Yes, and I ain't saying
You ain't pretty
All I'm saying
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
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