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Text: Rob Dougan. Born Yesterday.

She thinks that I was born yesterday
She thinks that I go out with the tide and fade at the end of the day
She thinks my hair's ain't numbered and when pricked I don't cry in pain
Just 'cause I smile like a child born yesterday

And she thinks that I was born in another age
She thinks that I get up with the sun and dream my life away
And she thinks, 'cause I'm saying nothing, that I've got nothing to say
Just 'cause I smile like a child born yesterday

Born yesterday, born yesterday, born yesterday
Born yesterday, born yesterday

And she thinks that I was born yesterday
She thinks that I came into this world born without a name
And she thinks that I'm going nowhere 'cause I stay at one place
And 'cause I smile like a child born yesterday

Born yesterday, born yesterday, born yesterday
Born yesterday, born yesterday

Dougan, Rob