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Don't Laugh At Meby Mark Wills |
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I'm a little boy with glasses The one they call the geek A little girl who never smiles Cause I've got braces on my teeth And I know how it feels To cry myself to sleep I'm that kid on every playground Who's always chosen last A single teenage mother Tryin to overcome my past You don't have to be my friend Is it too much to ask? Don't laugh at me Don't call me names Don't get your pleasure from my pain In God's eyes, we're all the same Someday we'll all have perfect wings Don't laugh at me I'm the cripple on the corner You pass me on the street I wouldn't be out here beggin If I had enough to eat And don't think I don't notice That our eyes never meet I lost my wife and little boy Someone crossed that yellow line The day we layed 'em in the ground Is the day I lost my mind And right now I'm down to holdin This little cardboard sign So don't laugh at me Don't call me names Don't get your pleasure from my pain In God's eyes, we're all the same Someday we'll all have perfect wings Don't laugh at me I'm fat, I'm thin I'm short, I'm tall I'm deaf, I'm blind Hey aren't we all? Don't laugh at me Don't call me names Don't get your pleasure from my pain In God's eyes, we're all the same Someday we'll all have perfect wings Don't laugh at me Go Back to Writing Hompage |
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