Miss 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