Tekster: Prefab Sprout. Couldn't Bear to Be Special.

Bo bo bee, bo bee
Bo bo bo bee, bo bee, bo

I couldn't bear to be special
I couldn't bear, couldn't bear
I couldn't bear, right?

Bo bee, bo bee, bo

So don't look at me and say
That I'm the very one, who makes
The cornball things occur
The shiver of the fur

Don't expect so much of me
I'm just an also ran, there's a mile
Between the way you see me
And the way I am

So, don't stare at me that way
Of course it gives me pride
But I won't take on the risk
Of letting down the sweet sweet side

Did you mean to humble me?
So you did it unsuspectingly
Oh words are trains, for moving past
What really has no name

Bo bo bee, bo bee, bo

I couldn't bear to be special
I couldn't bear, couldn't bear

So, don't look at me and say
That I'm the very one
Who makes the cornball things occur
The shiver of the fur, right?

Bu bu pa pa
Bu bu pa pa
Bu bu pa pa