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