Going… down the some old street
Everyone that passes by they all stare at me
People… they don’t like my style
How can they look down on me
Well they better go and hide
I don’t know, what I’ve done wrong,
Why don’t they let me live
I don’t know, What I’ve done wrong
Why don’t they let me live my life
Riding in my brand new car
Everything is feeling good
Today I like my life
Someday I hope they understand
That their little crazy lives seems not ideal
I don’t know, what I’ve done wrong,
Why don’t they let me live
I don’t know, What I’ve done wrong
Why don’t they let me live my life
I don’t know, what I’ve done wrong,
Why don’t they let me live
I don’t know, What I’ve done wrong
Why don’t they let me live
My life
My life
My life












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