| And the hills I face are a long hard climb
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| I just sit cross legged with my old guitar
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| It kind of makes me feel like a rock and roll star
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| Well it makes me laugh Lord it makes me cry
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| And I think for once let me just get high
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| Let me get electric put a silk suit on
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| Turn my old guitar into a tommy gun
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| And root-toot-shoot myself to fame
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| Every kid alive gonna know my name
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| An overnight phenomenon like there’s never been
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| A motivated supersonic king of the scene
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| I’ll be a teenage idol, just give me a break
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| I’m gonna be a teenage idol no matter how long it takes
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| You can’t imagine what it means to me
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| I’m gonna grab myself a place in history
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| A teenage idol that’s what I’m gonna be
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| Well life is short and the world is rough
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| And if you’re gonna boogie boy you got to be tough
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| Nobody knows if I’m dead or alive
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| I just drink myself to sleep each night
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| And so I pray to the teenage god of rock
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| If I make it big let me stay on top
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| You got to cut me loose from this one room dive
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| Put me on the ladder keep this boy alive |