Won’t You Tell Me How I Feel

Wish I was single
Wish I was tanned
Wish I was English
Wish I was canned

Won't you tell me how I feel?
Won't you tell me how I feel?

Losing my speed in the kitchen
Losing my way in the hall
Leaving Lautrec in the broad daylight
Leaving my keys in the door
Jump into a taxi at midnight
Run up the stairs in the dark
Maybe I just need to be needled
Maybe I'm missing my Mark

Won't you tell me how I feel?
Won't you tell me how I feel?

Wish I was bitchy
Wish I was dumb
Wish I was richer / Richard
Wish I was young
Wish I was angry
Wish I was sane

Wish I was able
Wish I was Cain

Won't you tell me how I feel?
Won't you tell me how I feel?
Won't you tell me...
How I feel