There [bad word] you never told me
 Never came up with a plan
 All the stories that you sold me
 Didn’t help me understand

 But I had to get it worked out
 Had nobody who could help
 So then in the end it turned out
 That I had to do it
 By myself…

That's the game of rags to riches
 Dogs and [bad word] hunt for fame
 Until you think you know which way to turn

 Make the day all the switches, wicked witches fan the flame
 Careful what you touch in case you burn

 Queenie eye queenie eye who’s got the ball
 I haven’t got it, it isn’t in my pocket
 O-U-T spells out
 That’s out
 Without a shadow of a doubt
 She could put it in about/a pout?
 Hear the people shout
 Hear the people shout

 Play the game, taking chances
 Every dance is much the same
 Doesn’t matter which event you choose

 Never blame the circumstances, 
 With romances seldom came, ?
 Never pick a fight you’re gonna lose

 Queenie eye queenie eye who’s got the ball
 I haven’t got it, it isn’t in my pocket
 O-U-T spells out
 That’s out
 Without a shadow of a doubt
 She could put it in about
 Hear the people shout
 Hear the people shout

 It’s long way, to the finish
 When you’ve never been before
 I was nervous, but I did it
 Now I’m going back for more

 Eyyy, yeah eyyyy yeah yeah
 Eyyy, yeah eyyyy yeah yeah
 Here the people shout
 Eyyy, yeah eyyyy yeah yeah

 Queenie eye queenie eye who’s got the ball
 I haven’t got it, it isn’t in my pocket
 O-U-T spells out
 That’s out
 Without a shadow of a doubt
 She could put it in a pout
 Hear the people shout
 Hear the people shout