You Don't Know What It's Like (Tal Bachman)

Fortune frowned on me She's a big girl and she got me Now I'm down the hall I'm the last door on the east wing You don't know what it's like to be like me You don't know what it's like to go between I'll write a weekly letter and keep you wondering what it means To be like me But someday I'll be strong I'll find a nice girl and a new car Escape my destiny I'm gonna break out, I'm gonna shake out You don't know what it's like to be like me You don't know what it's like to go between I'll move to a strange and distant land And change ever after who I am, who I am You don't know what it's like to be like me You don't know, you don't know what it's like to go between I'll never get much better but I don't mind