Tekster: Jayhawks. It's Up To You.

I heard you bragging 'bout the boys you took
Are you a victim or a small-time crook or just a little fool?
You know, you know it's up to you

You're no princess you're a prima donna
Can't understand why the world wasn't handed to you
You know, you know it's up to you

Yeah, when you're deep inside your head
Justify the blame

Six green olives and a champagne basket
Paid the bill with your boyfriend's plastic, what a little fool
Takes one to get to two

Yeah, when you're deep inside your head
Justify the blame

Stirring a tin cup with a silver spoon
Tell me honey, who is possessing who
You know, you know it's up to you
You know, you know it's up to you