Respectable Lyrics - Get Away From Me - Nellie Mckay

There's a rich boy 

but he doesn't spend 

he just drinks his Poland Spring 

he's a quick boy walkin' round the bend 

or at home alone reading 

and he tries to do good 

and he tries to do right 

so he does what he should 

but he's got to subscribe 

to the rules of the tribe 

now you're 

playin' for the team 

everybody loves to love a winner 

and you're bustin' the beguine 

everybody knows you're no beginner 

but ah the bums say oh 

things ain't what they seem 

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you're the respectable member of society 

but you don't have nothin' on me 

you gotcha east side certified pedigree 

but you won't have nothin' you'll see 

because I warned you 

they would scorn you 

but you never did a thing 

when you go in for the kill 

everybody wants to make it happen 

and you make a hundred mil 

everybody wants to scratch your back then 

but ah the freaks say oh 

things ain't what they seem 

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you're a respectable member of society 

but you don't have nothin' on me 

you gotcha uppercrust dinner tux sanctimony 

but you won't have nothin' you'll see 

because I told you 

they would mold you 

but you never did a thing 

are you gonna tell 

are you gonna hide 

are you 

gonna join the crowd or split 

who are you payin' 

ah what are you sayin' 

are you gonna sell 

are you gonna buy 

are you gonna fizzle out or hit 

where are you layin' 

ah what are you sayin' 

he's a grown man 

and he wears a tie 

and his laugh is hard and fast 

he's a old man 

far before his time 

and his jacket holds a flask 

and he tried to do good 

and he tried 

to do right 

so he did what he could 

but he had to subscribe 

to the rules of the tribe 

now you're lookin' for a queen 

everybody talks too much and argues 

and it makes you wanna scream 

don't these little punks 

realize who they're talkin' to 

but ah the scrubs say oh 

things ain't what they seem 

you're a respectable member of society 

but you don't have nothin' on me 

you gotcha caterers and prada and your maitre'd 

but you won't have nothin' you'll see 

because I warned you 

they would burn you 

but you never did a thing 

you're the respectable members of society 

but you don't have nothin on me 

you're the respectable members of society 

you're so respectable 

you're the respectable members of 

you're so respectable