You

Ah you, you're just another you
 You're under fire
 You, they know your past
 When you, they know your scars
 They know who was with you last night
 They even knew what pattern you wear
 They know about the scars under your leg
 They know when you last dyed your hair
 Ah you, you're just another you
 You're under fire
 You, they know your past
 When you, they know your scars
 They'll try and make you into something bad
 You don't have no rights at all
 You are just a social mishap
 You ain't a nice lady at all
 Ah you, ah you
 Ah you, ah you
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 Ah you, you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah
 You-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you
 You-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah
 You-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you
 Are you, they rung your telephone
 You are just a social disease
 You don't want, leave you alone
 They know your past and emotionally
 Ah you, ah you
 Ah you, ah you
 Ah you, you're just another you
 You're under fire
 You, they know your past
 When you, they know your scars
 Ah, you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah
 You-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you
 You-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah
 You-ah-you-ah-you-ah-you, ah-you-ah-you-ah-you-ah
 Ah you