Marshall Chapman - Why Can't I Be Like Other Girls? lyrics

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Marshall Chapman - Why Can't I Be Like Other Girls? lyrics

Back in 1956 I was seven And the second grade was going real slow I could read, I could write, but learning to be white Was nothing that I needed to know Cause I'd seen Elvis Presley I was running 'round singing the blues I remember the words my mama said When I asked her for them blue suede shoes She said to me: Why can't you be like other girls? Let's hope it's just a phase she's going through Why can't you be like other girls? Doing what we tell you to We could give you the world If you would be like other girls Turning twenty-one wasn't much fun Down in Nashville, Tennessee I was playing guitar down at some double-knit bar And them cats was making eyes at me Say hey-hey Little Miss, sing one by Kris And I'll help you make it through the night But I had written this song and when he couldn't sing along I knew I had it coming all right He said to me: Why can't you be like other girls? Settled down with a kid or two Why can't you be like other girls? Doing what I tell you to I could show you the world If you would be like other girls Yeah, they flew me up to New York City I was ready to rock and roll They wined me, then they dined me Then they signed me and put me on hold And now the man up in the city Is talking to the man in L.A Who's calling me down here in Mobile, Alabama Telling me to walk this way Saying to me: Why can't you be like other girls? Sitting by the phone by the pool Why can't you be like other girls? Doing what we tell you to Why can't you be like other girls? Do you want to make me look like a fool? Why can't you be like other girls? Whoever told you you could be you? Why can't you be Why can't you be Why can't I be like other girls?