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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 gonna do
Why don't you get away
I'm gonna leave today

I ran into my room
And I fell down on my knees
Well 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
I'm gonna cry all day
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
Why don't you run away
But even
I don't know
What I'm gonna do
Don't know what I'm gonna do
No
Well I'd rather cry all day
What are you
Gonna do