Don't Let It Get to You - Jane Child

Nothing I can do, Now you’re on your own

Better make it good on the telephone

I know how to make your hair stand up

Are you hip to what it’s all about

Must be something you can do

To distinguish you from you

Don’t Let It Get To You

All the puppets on the stage of life

Wearing costumes, Someones husbands wife

Wicked thoughts have been concealed from view

Id die blushing if I only knew

Must be something you can do

To distinguish you from you

Don’t Let It Get To You

Time to testify, Baby tell the truth

Is my lifestyle really so uncouth

Give me liberty or give me death

Give me reason to get myself undressed

Happy ending, they’re satisfied

You and I remain simply horrified

Smiling pillars, Holier than thou

Deviate, then take their bow

This should come as no surprise

Its been happening right before your eyes

Don’t Let It Get To You