Lyrics: evawnroc
Music: evawnroc
Arranger: evawnroc
I don't want to take my time going to work，
I got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag and ten or fifteen girls，
What the hell I wanna go off into -- and go to work for?
Work for what, money? I got all the money in the world，
I'm the king, man，
I run the underworld, guy，
I decide who does what and where they do it at，
What am I, gonna run around and act like I'm some teenybopper somewhere,for somebody else's money?
I make the money, man, I roll the nickels，
The game is mine，
I deal the cards，
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Last days of sixteen
room is a mess
I Waiting for the summer
Everything has changed
Open the door，no body wait for me
And no body restain
Summer is here
Shines in my mind