I've got to get up more
And get in my place
I've got to work out more
And sort out my face
I've got all 'zines telling me what to eat
And I'm tired of being told what to wear on my feet
And I don't have the time to get all worked up about the year on the street
And it's not my fault, I can find my way
yeah it's not my fault
There goes another day
I've been here too long, do I have to change
Into what it takes, yeah to make it Number One
I feel out of favour
I don't look like a picture
You think I'm a loser
But I can see through you
You're running around like you're running the country
I know that you think that you've got one on me
Ear to the ground like a boy about town can't get nothing to fit me
And it's not my fault, I can find my way
Yeah it's not my fault
There goes another day
I've been here too long, do I have to change
In to what it takes, yeah to make it Number One
Oooh-oooh Oooh-oooh Oooh-oooh Ooooooooh
Got a call from an old friend, used to be real close
Said he couldn't go on the American way
Sold his house, sold his car, bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives him 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
(Bridge repeats during last chorus)
Yeah, but it's not my fault, I can find my way
Yeah it's not my fault
There goes another day
I've been here too long, do I have to change
In to what it takes, yeah to make it Number One
