I'm tired of those high expectations Assumed you'd be the prodigal son A chip off the old block, you're not Be thankful, you're even better off, mm Tell those high expectations where to go With all of those who doubted you so They never really knew you like me It's all I could see, it's all I could see Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Has nothing to do with fortune or fame Associated with your silly last name Please realise this so we can dream Again about you, about you and me, oh Tell those high expectations where to go With all of those who doubted you so Tell those high expectations where to go With all of those who doubted you so