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