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My new purple shoes
They′ve been amazing the people next door
And my rock 'n roll 45′s
Have been enraging the folks on the lower floor
I've got a way with the girls on my block
Tryin' my best to be a real individual
And when we go down to Smokies and rock
They line up like it′s some kind of ritual
Ooh, give me a good guitar
And you can say that my hair′s a disgrace
Or just find me an open car
I'll make the speed of light outta this place
I like the good things in life
But most of the best things ain′t free
So this same situation, just cuts like a knife
When you're young, and you′re poor, and you're crazy
(Crazy, young and you′re crazy, young and you're crazy)
Ooh, give me a good guitar
And you can say that my hair's a disgrace
Or just find me an open car
I′ll make the speed of light outta this place
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Writer(s): Roger Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
