Written by: Kim Ferron, D. O'Brian, B. Thiele
Published by: Ferronious Punk / Concrete Music Publishing / Paradise Avenue Songs
Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.
Kim Ferron appears courtesy of Concrete Productions.

I think I go for a walk, baby out in the rain.
Baby let the tears roll down my face and I'll feel the pain.
Maybe think about something.
Maybe think about you.
Yeah you can't hurt me now.
You know you can't hurt me now.
You can't hold me down.

And I've got plenty of time to figure it out.
To have a think about you and me, whatever that was all about.
Got nothing to prove, got nothing to say.
No I guess I never thought you were good for me anyway. Nothing but you.

I think I go for a ride, until the memory fades.
Roll down the windows and glide down 75 to the everglades.
Baby light up the joint, take a walk on the moon.
Yeah you can't reach me now.
You know you can't touch me now.
You can't hold me down.

And I've got plenty of time to figure it out.
To have a think about you and me, whatever that was all about.
Got nothing to prove, got nothing to say.
No I guess I never thought you were good for me anyway. Nothing but you.

Nothing but you....
Why do you have to be so unkind.
Why do I have to be so inclined,
To lose my mind.

And I've got plenty of time to figure it out.
To have a think about you and me, whatever that was all about.
Got nothing to prove, got nothing to say.
No I guess I never thought you were good for me anyway. Nothing but you.

Oh nothing but you...
And I got nothing...

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