Sally goes round the roses Every night Trying to find a warm place To spend the night She becomes a target Soon as she rise Somebody wants to cut her Down to his size
Its a sad bad feeling Its a sad bad feeling Its a sad bad feeling The feelings in my bones It wont leave me alone
Im going out, outa my head, Im going out, outta my head Im going out, outa my head, Im going out, outta my head
Jimmy goes round the dumpsters every day Trying to find a way ot Some kind of way He knows hes a target Everyone is Strangle that rock and roll star Make him eat jizz
Its a sad bad feeling Its a sad bad feeling Its a sad bad feeling The feelings in my bones It wont leave me alone
Im going out, outa my head, Im going out, outta my head Im going out, outa my head, Im going out, outta my head
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