Different Drum - Me First And The Gimme Gimmes

You and I travel to the beat of a different drum

Oh, can’t you tell by the way I run?

Every time you make eyes at me, oh

You cry and moan and say it will work out

But honey child, I’ve got my doubts

You can’t see the forest for the trees

So, don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I knock it

It’s just that I am not in the market

For a boy who wants to love only me, yeah

Yeah and I ain’t saying, you ain’t pretty

All I’m saying is, I’m not ready

For any person, place or thing

To try to pull the reins in on me

So goodbye, I’ll be leavin'

I see no sense in crying and grieving

We’ll both live a lot longer

If you live without me

So, don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I knock it

It’s just that I am not in the market

For a boy who wants to love only me, yeah

Yeah and I ain’t saying, you ain’t pretty

All I’m saying is, I’m not ready

For any person, place or thing

To try to pull the reins in on me

Yeah, alright, alright

Yeah, yeah, yeah