What I Mind

i don't mind being lonely
i don't mind being poor
what i mind is being misunderstood
i can't take it any more

you may say that i'm a loser
i won't say that that ain't true
but if you say once more that i'm a hoover
then baby i'll have to disagree with you

too many times i've been called a garage
more that once i've been turned a hat
for more than a year i lived in your pocket
what if i was the key to your flat?

and now i'm saying that that's all over
i've gotta stand up for what i am
so from now on i want you to call me...
just call me whenever you can.