Knockin' on my shoulder's some liquor stinkin' jerk
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To bother me
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Even Rock 'n' Rollers need some peace and quiet
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And their privacy
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God knows this is not a friend
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Just someone tryin' to use me in the end
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It's just my situation, my frustration tries to get
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The best of me
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WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?
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WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?
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Money can buy freedom but no love, maybe some
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False security
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You can try to work me, you can't hurt me
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You can't fake sincerity
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No need to live up to what you expect
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Of course I'll give you equal respect
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But I don't waste my time with no slime
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I don't burn my bridges - maybe just one lane
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WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?
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WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?
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Locked up with a complete stranger
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In a bathroom, lost in an eight-ball
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With great plans for the world's salvation
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...Down the drain by the pain of the morning light
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Whatcha Want
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| Hanoi Rocks |
