''It's not me, it's you
Actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me
Untie the balloons from around my neck and ground me
I'm just a racehorse on the track
Send me back to the glue factory
Always thought I'd float away
And never come back
But I've got enough miles on my card
to fly the boys home on my own
But you know me
I like being all alone
And keeping you all alone
Your charts are boring
And your kids are snoring
You say you're not listening and I said I'm wishing..
and I said .. I Saaaaid!! ''
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