Tuesday, May 26, 2009

LIVE IN NEWYORK

You got me lying on the ground
But if you find me
Don't mess me 'round
You get girls, left and right
You gonna sleep all day
And drink all night
I'll get my cash
Get my career
You want my money
Don't get near dear
Bite your fingers
No I don't care
This is my sweet revenge
Or maybe we could go for a ride
You got me tired
'till the sun go down
If I could live in New York
If only I could live in New York
Got me talking on the radio
'cos people going back
To rock 'n roll
Look at me and my big scar
Now don't you miss me
I'm missing somehow
I'll get my cash
Get my career
You want my money
Don't get near dear
Bite your fingers
No I don't care
This is my sweet revenge
Or maybe we could
Get more higher
You got my head
Spinning round and around

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