Tác giả : Eric Carmen
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(eric carmen)
My old man says success is the measure
Maybe so but i don't need the pressure
Not right now cause i got enough
Teachers tell me i don't lack the brains
Ask if i'm under some kind of strain
Well that's too much and i really can't take it
They all say that i'm not getting younger
And i'd better make up my mind
Man, you'd think i was committin' some kinda crime
'cause i don't know what i want
I don't know what i want
I don't know what i want
But i want it now
When i talk they just don't wanna listen
The they push me to make some decisions
I can't wait and they wonder why
Everyone says i've got no direction
They want me sent to a house of correction
That's too much when i really can't take it
When i try to relieve my frustration
Seems like nothing i can do is right
My mind is aching and i'm sick of being so uptight
'cause i don't know what i want
I don't know what i want
I don't know what i want
But i want it now
All my life they complained that i'm just a dreamer
But i can't make a move when they wound my pride
When they say it must stop they push and pull me
I don't know what to do
And it's like i'm just talking through a cell door
Some one give me a clue
'cause i don't know what i want
I don't know what i want
I don't know what i want
But i want it now
I want it now
Oh, give it to me
Oh, yeah