Deborah 'Debbie' Gibson

Deborah 'Debbie' Gibson - Where I Wanna Be lyrics

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Talking all the talk that makes me feel strong

Going all the places where smiles greet me

Can't get it through my head

that I did nothing wrong

It would be easier if I had myself to blame

But it's pouring rain under my umbrella



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I tried walking around,

'round these streets by myself

Said "pretty girl don't look down"

But I could look no place else

The smiles, the bed, the telephone

And still I can't make him see

And I can't call this life my own

Cause I'm not where I want to be



Going out with the girls on a Saturday night

Reaching out to strangers

so I don't feel deeply moved

Yeah they're my friends and I like them alright

But they can't do the things that we used to do

So I've got to say that I miss you baby



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It's amazing how one little broken heart

Can radiate so much pain

Some guy looked at me and then he turned away

Saw my eyes sayin' I will never fall again



Don't look down

But I could look no place else

The smiles, the bed, the telephone

Still I can't make him see

I can't call my life my own

Cause I'm not where I want to be



I tried walking around,

By myself

Said "pretty girl don't look down"

But I could look no place else

The smiles, the bed, the telephone

Still I can't make him see

I can't call this life my own

Cause I'm not where I want to be



'round these streets by myself

Said "pretty girl don't look down"

But I could look no place else

The smiles, the bed, the telephone

And still I can't make him see 

I can't call this life my own 

Cause I'm not where I want to be



No, I'm not where I want to be

Oh noo, no no

No, I'm not where I want to be

No, I'm not where I want to be

Oh no, I'm not where I want to be

No, I'm not where I want to be

No, I'm not where I want to be

No no, I'm not where I want to be

I tried walking around,

'round these streets by myself

Said "pretty girl don't look down"

But I could look no place else

The smiles, the bed, the telephone

And still I can't make him see

And I can't call this life my own

Cause I'm not where I want to be
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