My mom yelled angry to me: Come on! And so I was born in a cross-fire hurricane ...
I was a baby who cried every painted black night because I was so hard to satisfy, but I already learned: you can't
always get what you want. I became a goodlooking boy who loved every day another honky tonk woman, some girls were under my thumb, some were stone stone cold, but everybody needs somebody so I asked a stupid girl: Lady will you marry me? I wanna be your man ! Her answer: Oh no! Not you again!
But it's all over now ! I miss you Angie, cause I'm 2000 light years from home.
Although I live like a boeddhist for a long long time, there is still one drug I can't clean out of my veins:
The greatest rock and roll band ... and its moments of doubt and pain!
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