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Some people call me a teenage idol |
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Some people say they envy me |
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I guess they got no way of knowing |
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How lonesome I can be |
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I need somebody to be my baby |
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Someone to tell my troubles to |
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I got no time to ever find her |
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'Cause I'm just passing through |
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I travel around from town to lonely town |
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I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone |
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If I find fortune and fame |
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And lots of people know my name |
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That won't mean a thing if I'm all alone |
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I got no rest when I'm feeling weary |
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I got to pack my bags and go |
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I got to be somewhere tomorrow |
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To smile and do my show |
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I travel around from town to lonely town |
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I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone |
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If I find fortune and fame |
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And lots of people know my name |
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That won't mean a thing if I'm all alone |
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Some people call me a teenage idol |
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Some people say they envy me |
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I guess they got no way of knowing |
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How lonesome I can be |
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How lonesome I can be |
