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Christopher James Woolley
Christopher James Woolley
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Well I'm a bad ass rock'n'roller baby I'm a dying breed I got my black leather jacket and my skin tight jeans I get everything for free I make a killing on the road Just playing from town to town I get my loving on the run But the loneliness will get you down I take my evening medicine But in the morning I am sick again Or maybe baby ill be cured I dont believe that I'm innocent I dont believe that its significant Oh maybe baby I'm just bored Well I'm a royal rebel go-getter Im taking what I need Anytime im passing through they drop to their knees All when they see me And I almost had her love But I went and flew around the world Now anytime I get depressed I start looking for another girl And she's my evening medicine But in the morning I am sick again Or maybe baby ill be cured I dont believe that she's innocent I dont believe that its significant Oh maybe baby I'm just bored Oh baby why you holding me back? I love your loving but don't change the facts You say I got a disease baby I just wanna be free baby Give me the vaccine babe And cure me, cure me Well I'm a bad ass rock'n roller and I dont give a shit I'm just always living way too damn fast To have anything to miss Oh but maybe you're the one That just might change my mind No I dont want to grow old But I know its just a matter of time If you're my evening medicine If in the morning I am sick again Well I dont know if I can be cured I dont believe that I'm innocent I dont believe that its significant Oh maybe baby I'm just bored
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