You and I, travel to the beat of a different drum ... Oh can't you tell by the way I run
Everytime you make eyes at me ... You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I've got my doubts ... You can't see the forest for the trees

Oh don't get me wrong, It's not that I knock it
It's just that I, I'm not in the market ... For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes and I ain't saying you ain't pretty ... All I'm sayin's I'm not ready
For any person, place or thing ... To try and pull the reins in on me
So goodbye, I'll be leavin' I see no sense ... In this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer, if you live without me

Oh don't get me wrong ... It's not that I knock it
It's just that I, I'm not in the market ... For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes and I ain't saying you ain't pretty ... All I'm sayin's I'm not ready
For any person, place or thing ... To try and pull the reins in on me
So goodbye, I'll be leavin' I see no sense ... In this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer, if you live without me
 
Welcome to Different Drum
by
The Stone Poneys