Paula Cole - Bethlehem

^GPulling on the apron strings looking up ^Cadd9Standing on the chair to be grown up I ^Emfeel so little, I need my pillow ^DI hate the time, I hate the clock, I want to be a dog or I want to be a rock ^GSunday's pancakes Miss Mary Mack ^Cadd9Color Polariods show my heart attack In my ^Gsecond-hand pants and dusty shoes The ^Cadd9day that the playground laughed at my shoes It's my ^Embirthday next week and what I want please Is to ^Dturn on the heat so the fish won't freeze The ^Cadd9fish in the tank froze and died last week Oh I ^Dwant to be a dog or I want to be a leaf

^GQuarry ^Dminers, f^Emisher^Dmen ^Cadd9In my town of Bethlehe^Dm ^GPicket ^Dfences, c^Emhurch at t^Den No ^Cadd9star above my Bethlehem

Now I'm ^Gonly 16 and I think I have an ulcer I'm ^Cadd9hiding my sex behind a dirty sweatshirt I've ^Emlost five pounds these past few days ^DTrying to be class president and get straight A's, Well, ^Cadd9who gives a shit about that anyway? I just^D want to be a dog or a lump of clay

^GQuarry ^Dminers,^Em fish^Dermen ^Cadd9In my town of Bethlehe^Dm ^GPicket ^Dfences,^Em church ^Dat ten ^Cadd9No star above my ^DBethlehem

^Cadd9Still I'm tired of standing ^Emstill Tired of living s^Amtill Cadd9 Am Cadd9-D Everyday I dream of leaving

^DEverybody's talking about Becky's bust The boy^Ds on the basketball team just fuck The sa^Emme ten girls, who don't know who they are They're ^Dlooking for some comfort in the back of a car The ^Cadd9six-packs of beer, the locker room jeers I don'^Dt want to be me, I don't want to be here

^GQuarry ^Dminers, ^Emfisher^Dmen ^Cadd9In my town of Bethlehe^Dm ^GPicket ^Dfences, ^Emchurch at ^Dten ^Cadd9No star above my Bethlehem G D Em-D-Cadd9-D Red brick schoolhouse ^GDead end ^Ddirt roads, ^Emdaffo^Ddils ^Cadd9No star above my ^DBethlehem

^Cadd9I want to be a dog or I want to be a rock^Cadd9 I don't ^Dwant to be me, I don't want to be here in ^GBethlehem.