BABY, I'M BEING POSSESSED
It's a heterogeneous world,
And though
I know
That's a platitude;
It's a heterogeneous world
With a homogeneous attitude.

Why do I have to like lobster
Just because you like it best?
When lobster arrives,
I break out in hives---
Baby, I'm being possessed.

Why do I have to hunt bargains
Just because you're so obsessed?
You'll spare no expense
To save twenty cents---
Baby, I'm being possessed.

You show so little concern to me,
And things can only get blacker---
One of these days you're gonna turn to me
Saying, "Polly wanna cracker?"

Why do I have to awaken
Just because you're getting dressed?
I should make it known
I can sleep alone---
Baby, I'm being possessed.

                II

Why do you think I should follow
Just because you're turning west?
You act like a beast
If I prefer east---
Baby, I'm being possessed.

Why do I have to read Melville
Just because you're so impressed?
I really like tales,
But not about whales---
Baby, I'm being possessed.

If I continue to play to you,
I'll soon be speaking falsetto---
And one of these days they're gonna say to you,
"Why, you're as good as Giopetto!"

But still you insist on controlling,
And if you don't give it a rest,
It's either defeat
Or murder, my sweet---
Baby, I'm being possessed.

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