What's inside
Those well ironed clothes
I just want to know
What's inside
The fellow
Talking to himself
I thought I didn't know
In till he said
Why don't you look back at me
Shave that beard
That's not you and me
Comb that hair
Who you trying to be
One day
You'll wish you knew me
The way I know you
Cause I know what's inside
Those well ironed clothes