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The Lemonheads
different drum
You and I travel to the beat of a different drumOh, canâ??t you tell by the way I run, every time you make eyes at me
You cry, and moan, and say itâ??ll work out
But honey child, Iâ??ve got my doubts
You canâ??t see the forest for the trees
Donâ??t get me wrong, itâ??s not that Iâ??d knock it
Itâ??s just that I, Iâ??m not in the market for a girl who wants to love only me
And I ainâ??t saying you ainâ??t pretty, all Iâ??m sayingâ??s Iâ??m not ready
For any person place or thing to try and pull the reins in on me
So, goodbye, I donâ??t believe and I see no sense
In this crying and grieving, weâ??ll both live a lot longer if you live without me