Teenage Lament 74
Alice Cooper
What a drag it is These gold lame' jeans Is this the coolest way To get though your teens Well, I cut my hair weird I read that it was in I looked like a rooster That was drowned and raised again What are you gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away-ay I'm gonna live today-ay I ran into my room And I fell down on my knees I thought that fifteen Was gonna be a breeze I picked up my guitar To blast way the clouds But somebody in the next room yelled "You gotta turn that damn thing down" What are you gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away-ay I'm gonna cry all day-ay And I know trouble is brewing out there But I can hardly care They fight all night about his private secretary Lipstick stain, blonde hair, oh,oh, oh What are you gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away-ay I'm gonna live today But even I don't know What I'm gonna do Don't know what I'm gonna do No! What are you a-gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away I'm gonna live today What are you a-gonna do I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away Well, I'd rather cry all day What are you gonna do What are you Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do (Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice) What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do What are you Gonna donone.
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