歌词
歌曲名 Teenage Lament 74 (Live) 歌手名 Alice Cooper
作词:佚名
作曲:Michael Bruce+Alice Cooper
What a drag it is
These gold lame jeans
Is this the coolest way
To get through your teens
Well I cut my hair
With a rib that it was in
I looked like a rooster
Than was drowned and raised again
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I gonna do
Why don you get away
I gonna leave today
I ran into my room
And I fell down on my knees
Well 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 yield
You gotta turn that damn thing down
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I gonna do
Why don you get away
Well I gonna cry all day
And I know trouble
Is brewin out there
But I can hardly care
They fight all night
About his private secretary
Lipstick stain blond hair
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I gonna do
Why don you run away
I gonna leave today
But even I
Don know what I gonna do
Don know what I gonna do
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I gonna do
Why don you run away
Well I gonna leave today
What are you gonna do
I tell you what I gonna do
Why don you get away
Well I rather cry all day
What are you gonna do gonna do gonna do
What are you gonna do gonna do gonna do
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