Got a feeling inside
Dizzy in the head
Can't explain,
Can't explain
Can't explain
It's a certain kind
Can't explain
I feel hot and cold
Can't explain
Yeah, down in my soul, yeah
Can't explain
I said, can't explain
I'm feelin' good now, yeah, but
Can't explain
And I'm feelin' blue
The things you said,
Well maybe they're true
Gettin' funny dreams
Again and again
I know what it means, but
Can't explain
I think it's love
Try to say it to you,
When I feel blue,
But, I can't explain.
Yeah, hear what I'm sayin' girl
Can't explain
Just hear me one more time now
Can't explain
I said I can't explain, yeah
You drive me out of my mind
Yeah, I'm the worryin' kind
Yeah.
I said I can't explain.
I can go anyway (Way I choose)
I can do anything (Right or wrong)
Nothin' gets in my way
I can go anyway (Way I choose)
Anyway
I can live anyhow (Win or lose)
I can go anywhere (For something new)
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere I choose
I can talk anyhow (And get along)
Don't care anyway (I'll never lose)
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere I choose
Not even locked doors
Don't follow the lines that been layed before
I get along anyway I dare
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere
I can live anyhow (Win or lose)
I can do anything (For something new)
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere I choose
Anyway I choose, yeah
Anyway I wanna go
Anyway I wanna do myself
Do myself
Do myself, yeah
Anyway
Way I choose
Anyway I choose
Yeah, yeah...I'm never gonna lose the way I choose
The way I choose
The way I choose...
You think we look pretty good together
(Substitute) Your lies for fact
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
(Substitute) Me for him
I'm a substitute for another guy
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
(Substitute) Me for him
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
Look pretty young but I'm just back-dated...yeah
(Substitute) I see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I look all white but my dad was black
(Substitute) My fine-looking suit's really made out of sack
The north side of my town faced east and the east was facin' south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all, just pass it by...pass it by
(Substitute) My coke for gin
(Substitute) You for my mum
At least I'll get my washin' done
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young but I'm just back-dated...yeah
The north side of my town faced east and the east was facin' south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all, just pass it by...pass it by
(Substitute) My coke for gin
(Substitute) You for my mum
At least I'll get my washin' done
(Substitute) Your lies for fact
I see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I look all white but my dad was black
(Substitute) My fine-lookin' suit's really made out of sack