In or Out

Guess there's something wrong with me
 Guess I don't fit in
 No one wants to touch it
 No one knows where to begin
 I've got more than one membership to more than one club
 And I, I owe my life to the people that I love
 He looks me up and down
 Like he knows what time it is
 Like he's got my number
 Like he thinks it's his
 He says, "Call me, miss DiFranco
 If there's anything I can do"
 I say, "It's Mr. DiFranco to you"
 
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 Some days the line I walk turns out to be straight
 Other days the line tends to deviate
 I've got no criteria for sex or race
 I just want to hear your voice
 I just want to see your face
 She looks me up and down
 Like she thinks that I'm mature
 Like she's got my number
 Like it belongs to her
 She says, "Call me, Ms. DiFranco
 If there's anything I can do"
 I say, "I've got spots, I've got stripes too"
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 Their eyes are all asking
 "Are you in, or are you out?"
 And I think, oh man, what is this about?
 I mean, tonight you can't put me up on any shelf
 'Cause I came here alone
 And I'm gonna leave by myself
 I just want to show you the way that I feel
 And when I get tired you can take the wheel
 To me what's more important
 Is the person that I bring
 Not just getting to the same restaurant
 And eating the same thing
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 Guess there's something wrong with me
 Guess I don't fit in
 No one wants to touch it
 No one knows where to begin
 I've got more than one membership to more than one club
 And I, I owe my life to the people that I love