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Depends on where you're sitting
On the company you keep
Comfortable or ill fitting
Attention that you seek

You never can be too prepared
For praise or ridicule
Two tones or the tennis shoes
Trying to be cool

Oh depending on your state of mind
It could go either way for you
You're either standing in the shoes
Of a genius or a fool

Some days I can toe the line
Some days I just straddle
One foot's talking Einstein
The other's clearly babble

And bigger's never better here
It's all in the finesse
I'm comfortable in hush puppies
Fishnets and a dress

Oh depending on your state of mind
It could go either way from here
You're either standing in the shoes
Of a genius or a queer

I really think I've got something
Oh, never mind
How could I have been so foolish?
How could I be so blind?

Someday I'm breaking from the pack
And bringing up the rear
Depending on your point of view
The winner's never clear

Depending on your state of mind
It could go either way for you
You're either standing in the shoes
Of a genius or a fool

Depending on your state of mine
It could go either way from here
You're either standing in the shoes
Of a genius or a queer

Depending on your state of mind
It could go either way for you
You're either standing in the shoes
Of a genius or a fool

Depending on your state of mine
It could go either way from here
You're either standing in the shoes
Of a genius or a fool
Depends on where you're sitting   On the company you keep   Comfortable or ill fitting   Attention that you seek      You never can be too prepared   For praise or ridicule   Two tones or the tennis shoes   Trying to be cool      Oh depending on your state of mind   It could go either way for you   You're either standing in the shoes   Of a genius or a fool      Some days I can toe the line   Some days I just straddle   One foot's talking Einstein   The other's clearly babble      And bigger's never better here   It's all in the finesse   I'm comfortable in hush puppies   Fishnets and a dress      Oh depending on your state of mind   It could go either way from here   You're either standing in the shoes   Of a genius or a queer      I really think I've got something   Oh, never mind   How could I have been so foolish?   How could I be so blind?      Someday I'm breaking from the pack   And bringing up the rear   Depending on your point of view   The winner's never clear      Depending on your state of mind   It could go either way for you   You're either standing in the shoes   Of a genius or a fool      Depending on your state of mine   It could go either way from here   You're either standing in the shoes   Of a genius or a queer      Depending on your state of mind   It could go either way for you   You're either standing in the shoes   Of a genius or a fool      Depending on your state of mine   It could go either way from here   You're either standing in the shoes   Of a genius or a fool