Am7 Well there's slim times when my words won't rhyme C F And the hills I face are a long hard climb G C F C I just sit cross legged with my old guitar Am G F7 It kind of makes me feel like a rock and roll star Am7 Well it makes me laugh Lord it makes me cry C F And I think for once let me just get high G C F C Let me get electric put a silk suit on Am G F7 Turn my old guitar into a tommy gun D And root-toot-shoot myself to fame Am7 Every kid alive gonna know my name D7 E7 F7 An overnight phenomenon like there's never been F7 G7 A A motivated supersonic king of the scene Dm G Dm G I'll be a teenage idol, just give me a break Cmaj7 Am Dm G I'm gonna be a teenage idol no matter how long it takes Dm G You can't imagine what it means to me Dm G A7 I'm gonna grab myself a place in history F Ab E7 Am G F A teenage idol that's what I'm gonna be Am Well life is short and the world is rough C F And if you're gonna boogie boy you got to be tough G C F C Nobody knows if I'm dead or alive Am G F7 I just drink myself to sleep each night Am And so I pray to the teenage god of rock C F If I make it big let me stay on top G C F C You got to cut me loose from this one room dive Am G F7 Put me on the ladder keep this boy alive
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