Broke up with my girl last night

Went to the movies to ease my mind

And i'm thrilled to death by the babe's scream

From the double feature on the silver screen

Everybody's mad about tarantino

I'm in love instead with a ballerina

Well my time has come and i still suppose

I will see you someday in your pantyhose

Lennon died one december day

I was born a rocker in the middle of may

And it's no surprise that he's my main man

But who has the guts to shoot keith richards dead?

You say:

“i do this to myself

I'm looking back again

I was cold, i was blind

I was yours and you were mine”

Rock ‘n' roll, you stole my soul

I was just about to get back home

I was seventeen and i made my vow

To the local priest in a church downtown

Sexy girls and draggin queens

I will make my way to new orleans

Well my time has come and i still suppose

That i will see you some day in my brand new clothes

You say:

“i do this to myself

I'm looking back again

I was cold, i was blind

I was yours and you were mine”

Baby was a killer

Baby was a loser

Baby was a bitch

All because of me…

…sweet me

(and your babe's gonna miss her lover)