5 acessos
Well, I don't mind being lonely
I don't mind being poor
What I mind is being misunderstood
I can't take it anymore
You may say that I'm a loser
And I won't say that that ain't true
But if you say once more that I'm a hoover
Then maybe I'm gonna have to disagree with you
Too many times I've been called a garage
More than once I've been termed a hat
For more than a year I lived in your pocket
While you thought I was the key to your flat
Now I'm saying that that's all over
I've got to stand up for what I am
So from now on I want you to call me
Just call me whenever you can