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, oh      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      So, 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, yeah      Yeah and I ain't saying, you ain't pretty   All I'm saying is, I'm not ready   For any person, place or thing   To try to pull the reins in on me      So goodbye, I'll be leavin'   I see no sense in crying and grieving   We'll both live a lot longer   If you live without me      So, 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, yeah      Yeah and I ain't saying, you ain't pretty   All I'm saying is, I'm not ready   For any person, place or thing   To try to pull the reins in on me      Yeah, alright, alright   Yeah, yeah, yeah