You and I travel to the beat of a different drum   Oh can't you tell by the way I run   Every time you make eyes at me      You cry and moan and say it will work out   But honey child I've got my doubts   You can't see the forest for the trees      Oh don't get me wrong   It's not that I knock it   It's just that I am not in the market   For a boy who wants to love only me      Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty   All I'm saying, I'm not ready   For any person, place or thing   To try and pull the reins in on me      So goodbye I'll be leaving   I see no sense in this crying and grieving   We'll both live a lot longer   If you live without me      Oh don't get me wrong   It's not that I knock it   It's just that I am not in the market   For a boy who wants to love only me      Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty   All I'm saying, I'm not ready   For any person, place or thing   To try and pull the reins in on me      So goodbye I'll be leaving   I see no sense in this crying and grieving   We'll both live a lot longer   If you live without me