It’s over now, the thing we hadI ain’t sorry, babe, I just feel madYou walk real pretty and you talk real fineNight after night you wrote the linesMy life’s the same storyAgain and againI’ m on the outside looking inOn the outside looking inHey, make-believe ain’t realI don’t doubt the way I feelYou walk real pretty and you talk real sweetWell babe I was born in the driving seatMy life’s the same storyAgain and againI’ m on the outside looking inOn the outside looking inYes i’ m on the outside looking inIt’s over now, the thing we hadI ain’t sorry, babe, I just feel madYou walk real pretty and you talk real fineNight after night you wrote the linesMy life’s the same storyBeginning to endBeginning to endI’ m on the outside looking inOn the outside looking inYes i’ m on the outside looking inYes I amYes I guess I amBaby i’ m on the outside looking in