Teenage Lament '74

What a drag it is
 These gold lame' jeans
 Is this the coolest way
 To get though your teens
 Well, I cut my hair weird
 I read that it was in
 I looked like a rooster
 That was drowned and raised again
 What are you gonna do
 Tell you what I'm a-gonna do
 Why don't you get away-ay
 I'm gonna live today-ay
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 I ran into my room
 And I fell down on my knees
 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 yelled
 "You gotta turn that damn thing down"
 What are you gonna do
 Tell you what I'm a-gonna do
 Why don't you get away-ay
 I'm gonna cry all day-ay
 And I know trouble is brewing out there
 But I can hardly care
 They fight all night about his private secretary
 Lipstick stain, blonde hair, oh, oh, oh
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 What are you gonna do
 Tell you what I'm a-gonna do
 Why don't you run away-ay
 I'm gonna live today
 But even
 I don't know
 What I'm gonna do
 Don't know what I'm gonna do
 No!
 What are you a-gonna do
 Tell you what I'm a-gonna do
 Why don't you run away
 I'm gonna live today
 What are you a-gonna do
 I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do
 Why don't you get away
 Well, I'd rather cry all day
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