I'm uneducated
My clothes outdated
I don't stand politically correct
I still hate small talk
And fast cars and hard rock

Still like talkin' about sex



I should be expressing

All my inner repression

I guess depression's now a cultural thing



My record company says

Blow my brains out my head

I make the cover of every magazine



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Step inside my nightmare

Welcome to my trip

I cannot pretend and I will not defend

Why this good old boy's so tragically unhip



I still like bad girls

Who rock me hard in my world

Its monkey see and monkey do

When I'm ?



I got an old waterbed

I like to trip into the dead

I've keep a poster of KISS on my wall



I still curse, smoke, drink and toke

and make love in the back of my car



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Solo



I like that home grown

Mind blowing

You're bringing

R rolling



They see strange stalking

Mind stopping

Ass swinging

Street walking

Floozies



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