You Gotta Admit (I'm Different)

**[Verse 1]** Roll into town on mismatched wheels, My fashion's loud, got thrift store deals. A polka dot tie on a plaid shirt day, I walk my path, it’s a unique way. **[Chorus]** You gotta admit, I'm different, Marching to a drum with a new kind of rhythm. In a world of copies, I'm an original print, You gotta admit, I'm different. **[Verse 2]** Coffee black, but my jokes are dry, At parties, I'm that awkward guy. Dance like I’ve got two left feet, But I'll groove alone, won’t skip a beat. **[Chorus]** You gotta admit, I'm different, Marching to a drum with a new kind of rhythm. In a world of copies, I'm an original print, You gotta admit, I'm different. **[Bridge]** Might not win the first place prize, But I'll catch your eye with my creative disguise. Talk in quotes from forgotten films, My small talk’s deep, it swims and swims. **[Verse 3]** I've got records that nobody spins, Obscure bands, where the rarity wins. My playlist is a journey through the odd, A vinyl collection that deserves a nod. **[Chorus]** You gotta admit, I'm different, Marching to a drum with a new kind of rhythm. In a world of copies, I'm an original print, You gotta admit, I'm different. [Outro] So here's to the strange, the out of box thinkers, Who color outside the lines and are proud to be winkers. Raise a glass to the odd, the peculiar, the quaint, You gotta admit, I’m different, no restraints.