My shyness, my misunderstood. My misunderstanding. My destiny is grounded, by confounding weights. As Hollywood greats inspire me to keep my body whole.
I remember a time and a place. Where Herbie had to hide his face. All my money was spent. And I still don't get one red cent. . One black face replaced by a base.
We think we're important. We are, we're a car, we're a shell. . When you hit that city road. You sure give them hell. . Are you sure he's showing off.