Vanilla Baby

(One, two, three, four)

Today I feel close to ill, it seems to be alright

Steady hands and steady feet, I push you far behind

Miles to go, I'm drifting slow, this wholesome life of mine

Mother told us not to go, no fingers in the fire

Alright

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't pick up the phone if I don't want to speak

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't know what I'm doin', it's easy to see

Pages after pages I write for me and no one else

Standin' tall, no brick in the wall, I take care of myself

Fickle is as fickle does as solitary links

My, oh my, it's hard because she says just what she thinks

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't pick up the phone if I don't want to speak

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't know what I'm doin', it's easy to see

So pour it all on me, pour it all on me

You know what? Shower me with what you're givin'

Human behavior forgotten

Da da dum, da da, da dum

Da da dum, da dum

How can I be vanilla baby?

How can I be vanilla baby?

How can I be vanilla baby?

How can I be vanilla baby?