Well I dont drive a fast car
You know it just aint my style
And I dont give a damn about that
You know it aint worth my while
And Ive been known to run around
Burned some bridges in my time
You know those girls tried to tie me down
But my heart is still all mine
Well Elvis had his blue suede shoes and Samson had his hair
You know I got my music baby
And my dreams will take me there
You know I dont smoke cigarettes
I dont see the point
And if youre gonna put smoke in your lungs
Might as well smoke a joint
Well I dont mind if you hang around
Just dont start talking that love talk baby
Dont bring me down
Well dont call me a scoundrel
Baby dont call me a thief
Dont look down your nose at me
I dont need all your grief
Join me and the jesters, singing for today
Live life at its fullest
Before it slips away
Well I dont mind if you hang around
Just dont start talking that love talk baby
Dont bring me down
Why you want to shoot me down
Im just trying to be your friend now baby
But you lock the door, hide the key, hide under the bed
Youre gonna hide from me
Come on baby, let me in...
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