Written by Kim Wilde

Fit in, fit in

I´m spending nights just dreaming

And playing the music loud
They´re banging on the ceiling
They´re praying that I´ll soon be out
I almost thought of leaving
Get away from the glares and their unfriendly stares
And now I´m all alone
And the telephone teases and dares

I´ll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I´m not for giving in
Fit in, Fit in

They´re kicking up a storm in ...
Some strange place they know out of town
Why won´t I go along there
It´s crazy they´re all doing it now

But right now it´s the last place
That I wanna see - It´s my way to be free
And I´m getting bored
Of the way they expect me to be

You gotta be, you gotta be

I´ll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I´m not for giving in
Fit in, Fit in
Fit in, fit in

I´m holding on so tightly
But I don´t want to take any more
´cos what they say just bites me
And gets to me down to the core
A ring and kids invite me

Or a house and a home
And a car and a phone
And a video
Won´t they ever leave it alone
You gotta ring, you gotta ring

I´ll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I´m not for giving in

I won´t fit in, fit in
I don´t fit in, fit in
I don´t fit in, fit in
I don´t fit in, fit in
Oh no, I don´t fit in, fit in