Just after I screamed at you, "What the hell is it all about". You spilled your coffee onto my sleeve, and you said. "Don't expect the tears to come from me babe.
Oh well I wonder. Yes I wonder. What would happen. What would happen to this world. Well I wonder what would happen to this world. . Now if a man tried.
I come fresh from the street. Fast on my feet, kinda lean and lazy. Not much meat on my bones. And a whole lot alone, more than a little bit crazy. . And the old six-string, was all I had.
By the time I was thirteen I started takin' shape. At eighteen I was so beautiful that the strangers started to gape. They told me enter the ultimate contest.