Why try to Change me Now

Why can’t I be more conventional
People talk
People stare
So I try
But can’y be
Cuz I can’t see
My strange little world
Just go passing me by

So let people wonder
Let ’em laugh
Let ’em frown
You know I’ll love you
Till the moon’s upside down
Don’t you remember
I was always your clown
Why try to change me now

I know people will say its blasphemy to suggest that Fiona Apple’s version is better than Frank Sinatra’s. But I’ll say it anyway. It is.