Tekster: Joan Jett And The Blackhearts. Rubber And Glue.

Words, letters and numbered grooves
Caught in a photograph and I can't move
Is that your camera or is that your gun?
Stuck in a fun house that ain't no fun

I'm rubber, you're glue
An' whatever you say
Bounces off of me, yeah, yeah
An' sticks to you

Power hungry, poser scene
Embalm your words deep inside of me
What'd you put in my head
You define everything to death

I'm rubber, you're glue
An' whatever you say
Bounces off of me, yeah, yeah
An' sticks to you

Who defines your identity?
Redefine your identity
Get your words outta me
Who decides your identity? Not me

I'm rubber, you're glue
An' whatever you say
Bounces off of me, yeah, yeah

I'm rubber, you're glue
An' whatever you say to me
Bounces off of me, yeah, yeah
An' sticks to you