You treat me like I'm made of wood.
It really isn't very fair
You never treat me as you should
For a reason I will share.

It really isn't very fair.
What can I do? What can I say
What's the reason I must share;
The reason it has to be this way?

What can I do? What can I say?
What's the excuse for your behaviour,
The reason it has to be this way?
Why am I so out of favour?

What's the excuse for your behaviour?
Why do you give me the run around?
Why am I so out of favour?
I wish I were on firmer ground.

Why do I get the run around?
You know what this is all about.
I wish I were on firmer ground;
Giddy whirl on this roundabout.

Tell them what this is all about;
This never ending twist and twirl
Giddy whirl of roundabout
You spin my head it's in a whirl.

It's never ending twist and twirl.
I'm spinning on a carousel.
You spin my head it's in a whirl;
Goes round and round I don't feel well.

I'm spinning on a carousel;
You say I take you for a ride.
It's round and round you don't feel well;
Guess that shows another side.

You say I take you for a ride;
You yell, you shriek, you go quite hoarse.
Guess this shows another side;
Another side to tell of course.

You yell, you shriek, you are on a horse.
For sad to tell I can not brag;
The other side to tell of course;l
Just a wooden carousel nag.

Yes, sad to tell, I can not brag.
You never treat me as you should
Just a wooden carousel nag
You treat me like I'm made of wood.