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Lyrics: The Raspberries. I Don't Know What I Want.

My old man says success is the measure
Maybe so but I don't need the pressure
Not right now 'cause I got enough

Teachers tell me I don't lack the brains
Ask if I'm under some kind of strain
Well, that's too much and I really can't take it

They all say that I'm not getting younger
And I better make up my mind
Man, you'd think I was committin' some kinda crime

'Cause I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
But I want it now

When I talk they just don't wanna listen
Then they push me to make some decision
I can't wait and they wonder why

Everyone says I've got no direction
They want me sent to a house of correction
That's too much when I really can't take it

When I try to relieve my frustration
Seems like nothing I can do is right
My mind is aching and I'm sick of being so uptight

'Cause I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
But I want it now

All my life they complained that I'm just a dreamer
But I can't make a move when they wound my pride

When they say it must stop
[Incomprehensible] pull me
I don't know what to do
[Incomprehensible] a cell door
Some one give me a clue

'Cause I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
But I want it now, I want it now
Oh, give it to me
Oh, yeah