Taste

Will you find my Will you find my Will you find my Will you find my Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Would I complete myself without the things I like around? Does the music that I make play on my awkward face? Do you appreciate the subtleties of taste, bud? My friend and me were having a laugh In a living room filled with arts and crafts He said "I like their clothes and their china plates But what I really want is a simple place With no flashy clothes 'cause you can't eat those" Only Ma'd pretend to like the clothes she showed to me Something in my heart can tell me it's a weakness And maybe you would have more luck playing those tasty games But me, I called and called and never heard from her again It'd sure feel good to share our favorite things I'll keep an open mind if you let me in Don't let your temper rise, don't get a bitter face Try not to judge me on my kind of taste And don't go changing clothes when they don't like yours Is it best we share our taste? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Am I really all the things that are outside of me?