Over
there, well he’s wandering
Is Oskar there, it Oskar alright
Was never cool, not allowed to fit
He never knew what he liked
Over there he’s the rubberman
A rubber dress with betty page eyes
Was never cool, he’ll never settle down
He’s not allowed to drive
He’ll build a bridge then walk around
Don’t ever call him dumb
He’s not that bright
He’s just not himself
I will take you somewhere
Somewhere to unwind
You’re tangled up in all this shit
I will make you mine
Over there he’s a superstar
A taximan and a young eisenstein
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