You're So Paranoid

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a parody of Carly Simon's You're So Vain.


You stalked into my life
Yawning with an air of pretended borement
Your mind strategically twisted as you gave me the eye
You uttered a dark whisper
Wishing me nothing more but to rot in Hell
You sworn your reflection was plotting againest you
Watching you and waiting
Destorying all your dearest dreams
In the mirror
In the mirror


You're so paranoid
You probably think this song is out to get you
You're so paranoid
I'll bet you think this song is out to get you
Don't you? Don't you?


You lost your mind they say several years ago
When you were still quite native
Well, you believed what the wrong man told you
When he promised that from your side he would never leave


So you threw away your youth and you turned your back on those who loved
you
And one of them was yourself
You had some dreams
Pretty and oh so bright
Up till the moment you lost all your marbles
Now the clouds in your coffee talk to you
The clouds in your coffee talk to you and...


You're so paranoid
You probably think this song is out to get you
You're so paranoid
I'll bet you think this song is out to get you
Don't you? Don't you?


Well, I hear they sent you sent
Up to a padded cell in Saratoga
And from there you lost what little you had left
Then they flew you in a lear jet
Up to Nova Scotia
Where you had a total eclipse of your sanity
Under the hot burning sun


Well, your mind ain't where it should be most of the time
And when it's gone
You start to mutter and rant about
Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend
All out to harm you
All out to harm you and...


You're so paranoid
You probably think this song is out to get you
You're so paranoid
I'll bet you think this song is out to get you
Don't you? Don't you?

2007 Ramona Thompson


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