No doubt - Doormat

Текст песни: Well, I'm not your doormat, your floormat Don't wipe your feet on me I'm not the only Garibaldi But there's more fish in the sea I'm not your puppy, your goldfish So don't treat me like a pet Hey, I'm not your butterfly Don't chase me with your net I'm not your kneaded eraser So don't you wear me down I'm not your sledge, uh, sledge hammer I'm no tool that you pound I'm not your blacktop for hopscotch So don't jump all over me I'm not the place where the dogs roam At the bottom of the tree Don't you treat me like I have no feelings Don't you treat me like that, I have feelings Don't treat me like that, don't you treat me like that Don't treat me like that, don't you treat me like that I'm not your carefree, nor sugarless Like the gum on your shoe I'm not the ring 'round your finger Nor am I wrapped 'round you I'm not your shoe string, your rope thing Don't tie me in a knot I'm not your asphalt, with oil spots Don't use me as a parking lot Don't you treat me like I have no feelings Don't you treat me like that, I have feelings Don't you treat me like I have no feelings, yeah! Feelings (4x)

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No doubt – <p>This collective has a very turbulent and confusing pre-official history with a mass of line-up changes, two unsuccessful albums, as well as the suicide of the second vocalist - a person who seemed completely unwilling to commit suicide, in whose lips the optimistic “No bazaar!” Sounded every now and then. However, the group became known to the general public only in the 90s. It was amazing to meet the American team that made their way into the charts of those years, whose songs were different from each other! And this was at a time when the disc was being recorded for the sake of two hits of dubious quality, and if suddenly a material was composed that was different in style from the previous one, it was time to create a new project for it. Is it possible? Undoubtedly! Without a bazaar! No doubt!</p><p> Conceived and created by Californian Eric Stefani (1964), his sister Gwen (1969), and their mutual friend John Spense back in 1986, the group has long and painfully made its way onto the big stage. Musicians came and went, no stable income was foreseen. In December 1987, the first crisis broke out - after a quarrel with his parents in an attack of depression, Spence committed suicide. At the next concert, the band&#39;s disbandment was announced, but the very next day Gwen and Eric decided to continue working.<br /><br /> Things suddenly went smoothly, and a couple of years later the line-up stabilized: Gwen Stefani - vocals, Eric Stephanie - keyboards, Tom Dumont (1968) - guitar, Tony Kanal (1970) - bass, Adrian Young (Adrian Young , 1969) - drums. After unsuccessful tests, they decided not to take anyone to the place of the late Spence, and Gwen remained the main vocalist. However, the breakthrough was still far away.</p><p> Times, however, changed - the grunge boom faded away as abruptly as it began, and in sunny California, cheerful guitar rock with ska elements triumphed again. It was then that brother and sister Stephanie showed the real class of the game: the hellish polystyling of &quot;Tragic Kingdom&quot;, the third disc of No Doubt, released by the studio &quot;Trauma&quot;, finally caught the audience. Bolan blues &quot;The Climb&quot;, reggae &quot;World Go &#39;Round&quot;, aerosmith-like ballad &quot;Don&#39;t Speak&quot;, glam reggae &quot;Spiderwebs&quot;, punk foxtrot &quot;Excuse Me Mr.&quot;, operetta title &quot;Tragic Kingdom&quot; (where guitarist Dumont&#39;s &quot;metal&quot; past was rapidly manifested) and other, no less carbon monoxide compositions gave the impression of an application for the future of the upper class: it was one of the few albums of the decade in general, interesting from first to last note.</p><p> The breakthrough took place.</p> – доубт no dubt no dopt dobt nodoubt но дабт
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Well, I'm not your doormat, your floormat
Don't wipe your feet on me
I'm not the only Garibaldi
But there's more fish in the sea

I'm not your puppy, your goldfish
So don't treat me like a pet
Hey, I'm not your butterfly
Don't chase me with your net

I'm not your kneaded eraser
So don't you wear me down
I'm not your sledge, uh, sledge hammer
I'm no tool that you pound

I'm not your blacktop for hopscotch
So don't jump all over me
I'm not the place where the dogs roam
At the bottom of the tree

Don't you treat me like I have no feelings
Don't you treat me like that, I have feelings
Don't treat me like that, don't you treat me like that
Don't treat me like that, don't you treat me like that

I'm not your carefree, nor sugarless
Like the gum on your shoe
I'm not the ring 'round your finger
Nor am I wrapped 'round you

I'm not your shoe string, your rope thing
Don't tie me in a knot
I'm not your asphalt, with oil spots
Don't use me as a parking lot

Don't you treat me like I have no feelings
Don't you treat me like that, I have feelings
Don't you treat me like I have no feelings, yeah!

Feelings (4x)


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