If you go, they’ll say you’re following
If you don’t, then you’re too good for them
If you smile, you must be ignorant
If you don’t, what’s your problem?

If you’re down, so ungrateful
And if you’re happy, why so selfish?
And, you can’t win
No, you can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line,
Oh, you can’t, you can’t win, no

If you’re thin, poor little walking disease
If you’re not, they’re all screaming obese
If you’re straight, why aren’t you married yet?
If you’re gay, why aren’t you waving a flag?
If it’s wrong, you’re knowing it
If it’s right, you’ll always miss
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line,
Oh, you can’t, you can’t win, no

And you try, you try so hard
But it’s wearing on your heart
And you play, you play the game
But you pay, you pay for it
You can’t win, no
You can’t win no

If you speak, you’ll only piss ‘em off
If you don’t, you’re another robot
If you stop, they’ll just say you quit
If you don’t, you might lose your shit
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line,
Oh, you can’t, you can’t win, no

I can’t win

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line,
Oh, you can’t, you can’t win, no

You know you can’t, you can’t, you can’t win, no
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t win, no
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t win, no
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t win, no
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t win, no

I am what I am
I am my own special creation.
So come take a look,
Give me the hook or the ovation.
It’s my world that I want to have a little pride in,
My world, and it’s not a place I have to hide in.
Life’s not worth a damn,
‘Til you can say, “Hey world, I am what I am.”

I am what I am,
I don’t want praise, I don’t want pity.
I bang my own drum,
Some think it’s noise, I think it’s pretty.
And so what, if I love each feather and each spangle,
Why not try to see things from a different angle?
Your life is a sham ’til you can shout out loud
“I am what I am!”

I am what I am
And what I am needs no excuses.
I deal my own deck
Sometimes the ace, sometimes the deuces.
There’s one life, and there’s no return and no deposit;
One life, so it’s time to open up your closet.
Life’s not worth a damn ’til you can say,
“Hey world, I am what I am!”

From the musical “La Cage aux Folles”

Streamers and balloons and little white flowers
Haunt the memories.
How I could make you laugh and I could make you smile
And inside be dying?

Girls running to and from the truth
and the days to come.
I learned my part well.
Then I grew up and I moved and
I met some people who asked me who I was.

And I couldn’t find my name.
I’d lost it somewhere between 10 and 23.
I need to find my name,
Though I know it’s here somewhere.

Pickles and pizza and manipulation
Oh, some things are hard to lose.
Habits are hard and habits are
A source of comfort when you’re lonely and confused.

But I’ve got to go, I’ve got to run.
I’m heading for the sun and
He will call me near

When I find my name
I’d lost it somewhere between and 10 and 23
I need to find my name
Though I know it’s here somewhere.

Aunt Jennie just turned 84,
She loves her life so much more
Than when she was 25.
She walks her dog and laughs a lot
And encouraged me to take a shot and see
And see,

And to find my name
I’d lost it somewhere between and 10 and 23
I need to find my name
Though I know it’s here somewhere.
I know it’s here somewhere