New Kid (on The Block) Lyrics - Gordon - Barenaked Ladies

I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sore 

'Cause you can see my face in the window of every store 

You can buy my lunchbox, and you can wear my clothes 

You can remember my name just as plain as the face under your nose 

I'm a New Kid on the Block 

Though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach 

So we may not write the songs we sing 

But look at Elvis, he sold his soul and you crowned him King 

I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sad 

You see, I've got everything that I always wished I had 

I thank my managers and I thank the screaming girls 

I thank my hairdresser for giving me such beautiful curls 

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Now I'm a New Kid on the Block 

Well I'm twenty-three and they won't let me grow up 

I went down to register fot the draft 

Well I got up to the counter and the lady there just laughed 

She said "you're a New Kid on the Block 

Young girls scream and old boys mock 

Well you broke my youngest daughter's heart 

Well I knew you kids were trouble from the start" 

I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sure 

That we're as apple pie as you always thought we were 

I can stay up all night, and I can have a blast 

I can breakdance, I can fight, I can kick your sorry ass 

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I'm a New Kid on the Block, 

And though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach 

There's no need to be afraid of us 

Though it just might be your daughter on our bus.