Oh, I feel so good I can't believe it
With a-one, two
A-one, two, three, four
Woo-ooh
Now, we're cookin'
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Woo-ooh
Well, maybe, baby I was born up under a bad sign
I find very difficult to walk a straight line
Ah, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout, too
Yeah, but I want everybody to know
Everywhere I go
I'm proud as hell to say that I'm a misfit
My war, baby, knew I'd come back
Everybody said how wouldn't amount to much
Huh, huh, huh
Yeah, but now they get a look but they sure won't get no touch
Huh, huh
I'm not sure that
They hated 'cause I'm free
'Cause they know it will never be
Then they labelled me a crazy misfit
Yeah, they'd that feelin'
I gladly share secrets of the universe
Lord, but I may as well be talkin' to the wall
Well, all right
They only get uptight and that makes matters worse
Lord, I guess before you run you got to crawl
Whoa, here, we go now
Ah, that's sure cool and celestial
Ah, we're rockin'
Woo-hoo, oo-hoo, yeah
All right, misfit
Well, you know the last thing
I would want to do is bring you down, huh
God knows you don't need it
Yeah, but I've made my friends
And it don't call for leavin' town
Ha, ha, ha, ha
I thought I'd let you in on that
So, if you should happen to see me
Drivin' by in my Mark-three
I wish you'd just think of me as just one of your misfits, ha
Will you do me a favor?
Well, here we go
Woo, good God

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