Ok, gonnI can remember sitting around at my housenAnd watching the smoke fill the living roomnAs you rested your feet on my coffee tablenAnd we watched something on TVnTalked about the worldnBut the lines were already drawn from the magazinesnAnd you called me a spongenAnd you were just like diamond coated plasticnJust plastic, so invincible, so invinciblenBut it's not like that at all, it's not like that anymore and I'm notnLike that anymorennAnd I got to hold my breathnBecause the puddle that got you is bound to get me toonAnd I shouldn't hold my breathnBecause a sponge like you needs a puddle to go tonAnd I, I have breathing roomnBecause the puddle in which you fellnMy diamond coated plastic could repelnCould repel, could repelnDiamond coated plastic could repelnCould repelnMy diamond coated plastic could repelnnAnd I will repel you just like you're one of the othersnAnd I will expel you just like you're one of the othersnBecause you are, one of the others nownIt's kind of weird, I think, the way that people changenThink you know someone, but you don't, but you can'tnSo come up, so come upnBecause I don't even care anymorenBecause you'll never be alonenAnd I'll always be alonennBecause you're a spongenBecause you're a spongenBecause you're a spongenWho would ever guess it?nNot me, not me, but I don't even know anymorenAnd how am I to know anymorennAnd I, I'm out of breath, because I've been holding it for yearsnAnd holding back the tearsnPlease let me catch my breathnAnd soak up a puddle therenAnd scrambling for airnI finally got my breathnAnd now at least I know for surenI'm a puddle stomper, stomper, stomper, stomper, stomper, stompernI am a puddle stomper, stompernI'm a puddle stompernI'm a puddle stompernI'm a puddle stompernI'm a puddle stompernAnd you're a spongenAnd you're a spongenAnd you're a spongenAnd you're a spongenAnd you're a spongenI'm a puddle stomper nownI'm a puddle stompernI'm a puddle stompernAnd you're a spongenAnd you're anI'm a puddle stomper