When I watch my reflection, together we stand alone.

When I have my selection, I'd rather be on my own.

To do it my way, do what I say.

It's my life to live and be free, not to mention my reflection.

Trapping harm on the heels after me, in my group of magicians.

I'm out front and they follow.

If we all overlead us, the music tends to sound hallow.

So Mr. Sideline, fill in the rhythm and put me out in front of the league.

Now I'm feeling so supported, the music tends to succeed.

Aye!

All right!

Yeah!

Let's go!

Oh, get down!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

When I need some attention, I stand up and I smile.

When I need some affection, I walk that lonely mile.

To do it my way, do what I say.

It's my life to live and be free, not to mention my reflection.

Trapping harm on the heels after me.

Trapping harm on the heels after me.

Trapping harm on the heels after me.

Trapping harm.

Oh, yeah!

All right!

Thank you, Wes Sniper.