Texty písní Beverley Craven

Beverley Craven

Mr. Know-It-All

You can't tell me what to do anymore

Cos I'm free as a bird and I'm glad to be

Who I want to be

Cos I've been under the thumb for too long

With you telling me I've got it wrong again

And you can't pretend

But I don't care what you 're thinking at all,

Stop trying to make me feel small,

Cos I think you're a big know-it-all.

Look here darling, I'll never be you

Cos it's crazy for there to be two of us

Isn't one enough?

But you keep trying to take over

And I'm not going to surrender,

Cos you've got some gall

And I think you're a big know-it-all.

You can't tell me what to do anymore

Cos I'm free as a bird

And I'm glad to be

Who I want to be.

Cos I've been talking it over

And now I'm looking for closure

Cos it's no ball

When you live with a big know-it-all.

And I think you're a big know-it-all.