Autobiography

I'm writing young and gifted In my autobiography I figured who would know Better than me I'm certainly the former But I'm *not* so much the latter But no one's gonna read it So I'm sure it doesn't matter When you find that you're the former Take pride in how you form And when you find that you're the ladder Don't let those people Walk under you-ooh I'm writing sharp and adult With my finger on the steam On the mirror in my bathroom And I'm applying shaving cream Which would suggest that I'm the foamer But how *can* I be the lather And something tells me It's the opposite I'd rather When you find that you're the foamer Be careful what you foam When you find that you're the lather Don't shave too high You'll regret it later La La-la-la La-la-la-la La La-la-la La-la-la-la I stayed in school this long But still no one will tell me why They figured who would know Better than I I know I'm a conformer But I'm *sure* it doesn't matter My new friends are all adults And my old friends all have scattered When you find you're a conformer Take pride and swallow whole If you're trying to climb the ladder Don't let people walk over you Because that's just what they'll do Don't let people walk over you Because that's just what they'll do