Stared at from the minute that I leave a place
My eyes straight ahead of me, cutting into space
You don’t make eye contact standing on the street
‘Cause that’s an invitation to everyone you meet
And things can get uncomfortable on tube trains late at night
When the vatty and curr thinks if he asks, you might
Must I be polite?
Carefree, carefree, well there are things left
Hostility of honesty and improperly dressed
Carefree, carefree, oh there are things left
Hostility or honesty, and improperly dressed
Improperly dressed
Gentle be your heart because it’s very
Entertaining
You're a safari in the city even when it’s raining
Inside a musical stay, day people pour down
Not to understand because it's such a blow
Kisses one to all their friends
Sometimes action bothers me and sometimes it just doesn’t
I have moods which I use, but then again who hasn't?
Who doesn’t?
Carefree, carefree, well there are things left
Hostility of honesty and improperly dressed
Carefree, carefree, oh there are things left
Hostility or honesty, and improperly dressed
Improperly dressed
If you go out in camouflage, I mean, look like everyone else
As I step on Texas suede, shopkeepers’ hearts melt
You wonder where my viewers head, consider it, honor the crowd
When I walk around, do I have to be brave in my own clothes
Do I have to be proud when I walk around in my own clothes
Do I have to be brave, do I have to feel proud
Do I have to be brave, do I have to be proud when I walk around
Do I have to be brave in my own clothes
Improperly improperly improperly...
Do have to be great...
Carefree, carefree
Do I have to be brave
Carefree, carefree
Do I have to feel proud
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