I'm not your doormat, your floormat So don't wipe your feet on me I'm not the only garibaldi Well there's more fish in the sea I'm not your puppy, your goldfish So don't treat me like a pet Hey I'm not your butterfly So don't chase me with your net
I'm not your kneaded eraser So don't you wear me down I'm not your sledge, uh sledge hammer I'm no tool, that you pound I'm not your blacktop, for hopscotch So don't jump all over me I'm not the place where the dogs roam At the bottom of the tree
Don't you treat me like I have no feelings Don't you treat me like that, I have feelings
Don't treat me like that Don't you treat me like that Don't treat me like that Don't you treat me like that!
Uh yeah yeah oh oh na uh uh
Woo hoo ooh ooh
I'm not your carefree, nor sugarless Like the gum on your shoe, I'm not the ring 'round your finger Nor am I wrapped around you I'm not your shoe string, your rope thing So don't tie me in a knot I'm not your asphalt, with oil spots So don't use me as a parking lot
Don't you treat me like I have no feelings Don't you treat me like that, I have feelings Don't you treat me like I have no feelings Yeah feelings feelings feelings feelings huh!
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