I'm tired of those high expectations
Assumed you'd be the prodigal son
A chip off the old block, you're not
Be thankful, you're even better off, mm
Tell those high expectations where to go
With all of those who doubted you so
They never really knew you like me
It's all I could see, it's all I could see
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Has nothing to do with fortune or fame
Associated with your silly last name
Please realise this so we can dream
Again about you, about you and me, oh
Tell those high expectations where to go
With all of those who doubted you so
Tell those high expectations where to go
With all of those who doubted you so
