
My parents gave me one of the
most popular names around the year I was born.
Thanks, mom&dad for putting me up against all the Ea's&Ey's of my generation. It's been a
blast to always want a different name. At least they spelled it
semi-uniquely. Alas, I have come to accept it and all the relationships I've
loved&hated with those who share my name. Today at the office, though, I was shocked to discover that the spelling had been changed! *****EA IS NOT MY NAME.
They call me 'hell'
They call me 'Stacey'
They call me 'her'
They call me 'Jane'
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
They call me 'quiet'
But I'm a riot
Mary-Jo-Lisa
Always the same
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name.
- The Ting Tings "That's Not My Name"
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