Hip (eponymous) poor boy
par Jack White
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Well I get into the game, but it´s always the same
I´m the man with the name, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, boy
Call me whatever you may, I ain´t stoppin´ the train
I got a pill for the pain, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, boy
And I know that I can´t defeat you
Yea, you don´t worry now, I ain´t going to preach to you
Well, there you go
But I´ll be going right there with you
Yeah wherever you´ll be, you´ll be lookin´ at me
But don´t get out of your chair
Put a bow in your hair, you might be makin´ ´em stare
So leave the care to the poor boy, the poor boy
And that´s the name of the game
Keep on stayin´ the same, ain´t nobody to blame
Nobody but the poor boy, the poor boy
Well okay, so you feel asleep today
What´s funny to me though is that you did that yesterday
You must think I´m mad
To do all the things that I don´t need to do
But while you´re laughin´ at me, well I´ll be laughin´ at you
So I get into the game, but always keep it the same
And I´ll be usin´ your name, but they´ll be yellin´ at me "Poor boy, poor boy"
But I´ll be happy for you, cause you got nothin´ to do
And I´ll be singin´ the blues, walkin´ around singin´ "Poor boy, poor boy"
Sometimes a cold shiver comes over me
And it turns me on when the song takes over me
But alright, I can´t fight if the odds are against me
But I can´t sit still
Because I know that I will
And you´ll be watching me girl, takin´ over the world
Let the stripes unfurl, gettin´ rich singin´ "Poor boy, poor boy"
And I´ll be comin´ to play, I do it every day
And the title will stay, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, poor boy (Yeah)
I´m the man with the name, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, boy
Call me whatever you may, I ain´t stoppin´ the train
I got a pill for the pain, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, boy
And I know that I can´t defeat you
Yea, you don´t worry now, I ain´t going to preach to you
Well, there you go
But I´ll be going right there with you
Yeah wherever you´ll be, you´ll be lookin´ at me
But don´t get out of your chair
Put a bow in your hair, you might be makin´ ´em stare
So leave the care to the poor boy, the poor boy
And that´s the name of the game
Keep on stayin´ the same, ain´t nobody to blame
Nobody but the poor boy, the poor boy
Well okay, so you feel asleep today
What´s funny to me though is that you did that yesterday
You must think I´m mad
To do all the things that I don´t need to do
But while you´re laughin´ at me, well I´ll be laughin´ at you
So I get into the game, but always keep it the same
And I´ll be usin´ your name, but they´ll be yellin´ at me "Poor boy, poor boy"
But I´ll be happy for you, cause you got nothin´ to do
And I´ll be singin´ the blues, walkin´ around singin´ "Poor boy, poor boy"
Sometimes a cold shiver comes over me
And it turns me on when the song takes over me
But alright, I can´t fight if the odds are against me
But I can´t sit still
Because I know that I will
And you´ll be watching me girl, takin´ over the world
Let the stripes unfurl, gettin´ rich singin´ "Poor boy, poor boy"
And I´ll be comin´ to play, I do it every day
And the title will stay, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, poor boy (Yeah)