In Or Out

Guess there's something wrong with me Guess I don't fit in No one wants to touch it No one knows where to begin I've got more than one membership To more than one club And I owe my life To the people that I love He looks me up and down Like he knows what time it is Like he's got my number Like he thinks it's his He says Call me, Miss Difranco If there's anything I can do I say It's Mr. Difranco to you Some days the line I walk Turns out to be straight Other days the line tends to Deviate I've got no criteria for sex or race I just want to hear your voice I just want to see your face She looks me up and down Like she thinks that I'll mature Like she's got my number Like it belongs to her She says Call me, Ms. Difranco If there's anything I can do I say, I've got spots I've got Stripes, too Their eyes are all asking Are you in, or are you out And I think, oh man What is this about? I mean tonight you can't put me Up on any shelf Cause I came here alone I'm gonna leave by myself I just want to show you The way that I feel And when I get tired You can take the wheel To me what's more important Is the person that I bring Not just getting to the same restaurant And eating the same thing Guess there's something wrong with me Guess I don't fit in No one wants to touch it No one knows where to begin I've more than one membership To more than one club And I owe my life to the people that I love