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This Is Not My Idea of Fun - text

I woke up this morning feeling kind of icky
I looked to the mirror found Ive turned into a hippie
I went to the closet where my black clothes were
Pulled out a multicolor jumper and a blue denim skirt

This is not my
This is not my
This is not my idea of fun
I think my
I think my
I think my dark days are done

This is not my
This is not my
This is not my idea of fun
I think I'm
I think I'm
I think I'm turning into my mum

At in sanatorium everybody frowned
Cause I burned my hair, dyed it light brown
Get no joy from none of my CDs
All I wanna listen to is tapes of the Bee Gees

This is not my, This is not my, This is not my
Idea of fun
I think my, I think my, I think my
Dark days are done
This is not my, This is not my, This is not my
Idea of fun
I think I, I think I, I think I'm
Turning into my mum

I cried so much, I was so cut up
When the doctor said: There's nothing wrong, you're just growing up
I rushed home and put on some black PVC
Coz' I ain't gonna let that happen to me

This is not my
This is not my
This is not my idea of fun
I think my
I think my
I think my dark days are done

This is not my
This is not my
This is not my idea of fun
I think I'm
I think I'm
I think I'm turning into my mum

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