Ms Santa Cruz County — Cracker

So let's all be someone else I'm tired of being myself Let's all be someone else

You could be someone else I know you're tired of yourself You say you're so bored you could cry Well let me tell you, so am I

Well, Lola came from Mesilla She sometimes called herself Anita (background shout: Bebidas) But no-one ever knew why But things just seemed to work out right, right, right

So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) Let's all be someone else

The blue ladies rode the bikes And what they were, we assumed rhymed with bikes But them one day one did not get out of bed She was dead, and a guy, that's what the paramedic said

So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) Let's all be someone else

So come on down Miss Santa Cruz County Won't you come on down from you daddy's hydroponic farm? 'Cause there's no shame in being seen as the Artichoke Festival Queen You know we like what you've become You know we like what you've become

So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) So let's all be someone else

So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else

So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) So let's all be someone else

Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Someone else