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Whatta lotta, whatta whatta lotta weirdosWhatta lotta, whatta whatta lotta weirdosWhatta lotta, whatta whatta lotta weirdosWeirdos! Weirdos!Every day I'm a little betterNo more mental breaking downEvery day I'm a little betterI think this time I'll come aroundThey give me pills to keep me calmThey always have a lot in the funny farmAnd if I don't take them I could become like all those weirdosI wake every morning at six o'clockStart every day with an electric shockThey say this way I won't become like all those weirdosThey wake me up all night and dayThey won't even listen to a word I sayThey say this way I won't become like all those weirdosGo to bed with a white coat onThe strange thing is that it's got no armsThey say this way I'll do no harm to all those weirdosEvery day I'm a little betterNo more mental breaking downEvery day I'm a little betterI think this time I'll come around From Letras Mania