Post by Randacello (MirandaRae) on Jun 1, 2003 15:14:09 GMT -5
I am, I said,
like no one else.
I
am
Iron
Man.
I am a rock;
I am an island.
I am the highway.
I am the walrus;
goo goo ga joob.
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover;
I'm a child, I'm a mother;
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint;
I do not feel ashamed.
I'm a joker;
I'm a smoker;
I'm a midnight toker;
I get my lovin' on the run.
I'm a high night flyer
and a rainbow rider,
a straight-shootin' son of a gun.
It's no surprise to me
I am my own worst enemy.
Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby.
I'm hungry;
I'm dirty;
I'm losin' my mind.
And yes, I'm all lit up again
on the couch, in my bed.
I'm all I wanna be,
a walking study in demonology.
I'm a voodoo chile, voodoo chile;
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile.
Cuz I'm Slim Shady;
yes, I'm the real Shady.
Oh I'm bad, I'm nationwide.
I'm the cult of personality.
I'm the hoochie coochie man;
everybody knows I'm here.
So I'm a little left of center;
I'm a little out of tune;
some say I'm paranormal
so I just bend their spoon.
I'm only happy when it rains;
I'm only happy when it's complicated.
Tired of livin' like a blind man,
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feelin'.
I'm a shadowboxer, baby;
I wanna be ready for what you do.
I am everything you want;
I am everything you need;
I am everything inside of you
that you wish you could be.
I'm the one who wants to be with you.
When all your promises are done
I'm the only one.
And I am ashes;
I am Jesus;
I am precious;
could I be your girl?
Call me Miscreation;
I'm a walking celebration.
I am strong;
I am invincible.
I'm every woman;
it's all in me.
I'm special,
so special.
I am beautiful
in every single way.
I am 32 flavors
and then some.
Copyright 6/1/03 by Miranda Rae
like no one else.
I
am
Iron
Man.
I am a rock;
I am an island.
I am the highway.
I am the walrus;
goo goo ga joob.
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover;
I'm a child, I'm a mother;
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint;
I do not feel ashamed.
I'm a joker;
I'm a smoker;
I'm a midnight toker;
I get my lovin' on the run.
I'm a high night flyer
and a rainbow rider,
a straight-shootin' son of a gun.
It's no surprise to me
I am my own worst enemy.
Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby.
I'm hungry;
I'm dirty;
I'm losin' my mind.
And yes, I'm all lit up again
on the couch, in my bed.
I'm all I wanna be,
a walking study in demonology.
I'm a voodoo chile, voodoo chile;
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile.
Cuz I'm Slim Shady;
yes, I'm the real Shady.
Oh I'm bad, I'm nationwide.
I'm the cult of personality.
I'm the hoochie coochie man;
everybody knows I'm here.
So I'm a little left of center;
I'm a little out of tune;
some say I'm paranormal
so I just bend their spoon.
I'm only happy when it rains;
I'm only happy when it's complicated.
Tired of livin' like a blind man,
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feelin'.
I'm a shadowboxer, baby;
I wanna be ready for what you do.
I am everything you want;
I am everything you need;
I am everything inside of you
that you wish you could be.
I'm the one who wants to be with you.
When all your promises are done
I'm the only one.
And I am ashes;
I am Jesus;
I am precious;
could I be your girl?
Call me Miscreation;
I'm a walking celebration.
I am strong;
I am invincible.
I'm every woman;
it's all in me.
I'm special,
so special.
I am beautiful
in every single way.
I am 32 flavors
and then some.
Copyright 6/1/03 by Miranda Rae