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Thirty thousand feet travelling all alone, My face is somewhat buried in a book of poems. Oh, mama, I'm so far from home. I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll. They promised me a rainbow and a pot of gold. They fixed me in a limo and I signed away me soul. Oh, mama, it's the dumbest story ever told. I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll. Now it's velvet bans, one-nite stands, They line up in a row. Fancy meals, high class deals, You're the one they want to know. They say it's the only way to go. Oh, mama, can I take much more. I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll. Well I think I'm gonna be just like a rolling stone, Rollin', rollin', rollin' from now on. Oh, mama, my head just turned to solid gold. I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll. I love to sing my ballad, mama, but they only wanna hear me rock and roll. Aus Songtexte Mania