Fit in, Fit in,
I'm spending nights just dreaming
And playing the music loud
They're banging on the ceiling
They're praying that I'll soon be out
I almost thought of leaving
Get away from the glares and their unfiendly
stares
And now I'm all alone
And the telephone teases and dares

You gotta ring, you gotta ring

CHORUS:
I'll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I'm not for giving in
Fit in, fit in
Fit in, fit in

They're kicking up a storm in...
Some strange place they know out of town
S
Why won't I go along there
It's crazy they're all doing it now
But right now it's the last place
That I wanna see -It's my way to be free
An I'm getting bored
Of the way they expect me to be

You gotta be, you gotta be

CHORUS (Rpt)

I'm holding on so tightly
But I don't want to take any more
'cos what they say just bites me
And gets to me down to the core
A ring and kids invite me
Or a house and a home
And a car and a phone
And a video
Won't they ever leave it alone

You gotta ring, your gotta ring

CHORUS (Rpt)