Lyrics Misfit - Joe South

Oh, I feel so good I can't believe it
With a-one, two
A-one, two, three, four
Woo-ooh
Now, we're cookin'
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Woo

Well, maybe, baby I was born up under a bad sign
I find it very difficult to walk a straight line
Ah, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout, too
Yeah, but I want ev'rybody to know
Everywhere I go
I'm proud as hell to say that I'm a misfit
My war, baby, know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Everybody said how I wouldn't amount to much
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Yeah, but now they get a look
But they sure won't get no touch
Good God
I made sure of that
Ah, they hate it 'cause I'm free
'Cause they know they'll never be
Then they labelled me a crazy misfit
You had that feelin'?

I'd gladly share secrets of the universe
Lord, but I may as well be talkin' to the wall, alright
They only get uptight and that makes matters worse
Lord, I guess before you run you got to crawl

Whoa, here, we go now
Ah, that's just as cool and celestial
Ah, we're rockin'
Woo-hoo-hoo, yeah
Alright, misfit

Well, you know the last thing
I would want to do is bring you down
God knows you don't need it
Yeah, but I've made my plans
And it don't call for leavin' town
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ah, just thought I'd let you in on that
Son, should you happen to see me
Drivin' by in my Mark Three
I wish you'd just think of me as just one of your misfits, huh

Will you do me a favor?
Now, here we go

Woo, good God