You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Ah can't you tell by the way I run
Every time you make eyes at me

Wo-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


Oh 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

Yes, 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 and pull the reins in on me


So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving

We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me


Oh 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

Yes, 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 and pull the reins in on me


So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving

We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me