You've got call waiting
It's irritating me to no end
I take a shot
Your hall of fame is
Littered with famous
Women and men
You've got 'em all on your wall
Except the last of a dying breed
'Cause you ain't got me (No, you ain't, no, you ain't)
No, you ain't got me (No, you ain't, no, you ain't)
No, you ain't (Unh-uh)
No, you ain't (Unh-uh)
I got (I got)
To be a boy again
With a Lik-M-Aid chin
And a quicksilver domino
Oh, baby, that's not (That's not)
My choice the fast way
You got a voice like the last day
Of Catholic school
Your world got everything
That you ever need
But you ain't got me (No, you ain't, no, you ain't)
No, you ain't got me (No, you ain't, no, you ain't)
No, you ain't (Unh-uh)
Got (Unh-uh)
Me
You've got Broadway, the longest street
With the shortest memory, mm-hmm
Oh, yeah
You cram your dreams with computer chips
Give me tambourines, a pair of shakin' hips
You've got 'em all on your wall
I'm the last of a dying breed
'Cause you ain't got me (No, you ain't, no, you ain't)
No, you ain't got me (No, you ain't, no, you ain't)
No, you ain't (Unh-uh)
No, you ain't (Unh-uh)
Got me
Yeah, you ain't got me (Ooh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh)
Oh, no, no (Ooh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh)
No, you ain't got me
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