I don't have future I don't have hope I am only nineteen I'm another fool I don't have any money I'm not extrovert So, why don't you want me, honey? Am i too ugly for you? Someday Somehow Someday... I don't like your parties I'm not your "ken", "barbie" I wrote this song to tell you That i am boring and you are cool Someday Somehow Someday... I wanna hold your hand Michelle, ma belle Stand by me And let me be Someday Somehow Someday