I don't want no nor a (bitch?) nor complaint I'd kill for a cigarette now But that's a different story I've had some real fine times, some real fine times I've also had my share of nightmares But who hasn't, who hasn't? A lot of times I'm happy sometimes I get a bit too happy, So happy I could feel my nerves turn into burning wires
The smell of smoke scares people sometimes Sometimes I'm just so happy I could die You know I've got to, got to have my fun
I've had my heart broken on a few occasions Some by pass (?), some by being in the wrong location It gets easy, you can smell a common (?) It could all have happened and become a failure, a necessary 'Cause you can't sing the blues while drinking milk No, you can't sing the blues while drinking milk And you know I's got to have my fun Yes you know I's got to have my fun And you know I's got to have my fun sometimes
Sometimes I get real scared that I'll be out there kicking it Because you know I've got to be out there almost itching every single night I've got to be out there a kicking it But you know sometimes I get real scared that I'll be out there kicking it with a dry seated womb(?), a plastic bag upon a strain and no shoulder to lay my weary head upon Oh what the hell I never wanted kids anyhow I mean what I'm gonna say when they go out: Hey mama, what were you doing during the ................. No, I do not want no pieces of me running around you see
On nights doorstep magic just over that next rooftop(?) Young boys with all theirs making plans to run away together Even though we both know likely you that it ain't gonna happen Still these slaver (?) moments just a fab as years ...(?)
And you know I's got to have my fun Yes you know I's got to have my fun Yes you know I's got to have my fun sometimes