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