I want to be like Joni Mitchell

When I hit the high notes
Don't want to yodel
But I can't pitch
Like Joni Mitchell

On a boulder
In Colorado
That won't make me Joni Mitchell

Talent
Just one ounce of her Talent
Would make me whole

Sitting in cafe bars
With my old man in tears
Standing by the lake
When it's clear that
My rear end's showing
Poetry and songs
And jazzmen blowing

Talent
Just one ounce of her Talent
Would make me whole

Ah - oh oh
Ah - oh oh
Ah - Ah - Ah

I hit the high notes
I hit the low notes
But that don't make me Joni Mitchell

On a boulder
In Colorado
That won't make me Joni Mitchell

Talent
Just one ounce of her Talent
Would make me whole