You Don`t Know What It`s Like

Fortune frowned on me She's a big girl, and she got me Now I'm down the hall I'm the last door, on the east wing *You don't know what it's like to be like me You don't know what it's like to go between I'll write a weekly letter And keep you wondering what it means To be like me Someday I'll be strong I'll find a nice girl and a new car Escape my destiny I'm gonna break out, I'm gonna shake out * Repeat I'll move to a strange and distant land And change ever after who I am * Repeat I'll never get much better, but I don't mind