I belong in the sewer, so clean
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying and I've been thinking
Oh, I am deranged.

The story:

I was singing along with my sister, and she just cast me this sideways glance, and started aughing. She then proceeded to call me an idiot and stuff- you know how older sisters are. I still hear it like that, and my way is definately better, so I still sing it my way. I don't like the song anyway, so it's all well and good.