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Broke up with my girl last night
Went to the movies to ease my mind
And i'm thrilled to death by the babe's scream
From the double feature on the silver screen
Everybody's mad about tarantino
I'm in love instead with a ballerina
Well my time has come and i still suppose
I will see you someday in your pantyhose
Lennon died one december day
I was born a rocker in the middle of may
And it's no surprise that he's my main man
But who has the guts to shoot keith richards dead?
You say:
“i do this to myself
I'm looking back again
I was cold, i was blind
I was yours and you were mine�
Rock ‘n' roll, you stole my soul
I was just about to get back home
I was seventeen and i made my vow
To the local priest in a church downtown
Sexy girls and draggin queens
I will make my way to new orleans
Well my time has come and i still suppose
That i will see you some day in my brand new clothes
You say:
“i do this to myself
I'm looking back again
I was cold, i was blind
I was yours and you were mine�
Baby was a killer
Baby was a loser
Baby was a bitch
All because of me…
…sweet me
(and your babe's gonna miss her lover)

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