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Teenage Lament 74 lyrics

What a drag it is
These gold lame jeans
Is this the coolest way
To get through your teens
Well, I cut my hair
With a rib teht it was in
I looked like a rooster
Than was drowned and raised again

What are you gonna do
I tell you waht 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 away the clouds
But somebody in the next room yield
"You gotta turn that damn thing down!"

What are you gonna do
I tell you waht I m gonna do
Why don t you get away
Well, I m gonna cry all day

And I know trouble
Is brewin out there
But I can hardly care
They fight all night
About his private secretary
Lipstick stain, blond hair
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I m gonna do
Why don t you run away
I m gonna leave today

But even I
Don t know what I m gonna do
Don t know what I m gonna do
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I m gonna do
Why don t you run away
Well, I m gonna leave today
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I m gonna do
Why don t you get away
Well, I d rather cry all day

What are you gonna do, gonna do, gonna do...
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