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I saw her face on a late night TV screenI saw her face on the cover of a magazineMy destination, my thought's uncleanShe must have been some kind of beauty queenThat kind of beautyThat kind of beauty makes me sadThat kind of beautyThat kind of beauty makes me badI close my eyes and drift into fantasyTill she is lying right there next to meSo suddenly real, I see her vanityShe's not the girl I thought she'd beThat kind of beautyHer kind of beauty makes me sadThat kind of beautyI realize drives me mad. YeahRock n Roll it stole my soulWhen I realized that music sets me freeOh how it sets me freeWhere my reality is fantasyPain don't mean that much to meBecause beauty, that beautyTears the heart from meSongtexteMy little problem makes life so toughToo many people have called my bluffPretty soon I'll run out of luckI'm off home to you my loveI've had enoughThat kind of beauty, your kind of beautyMakes me sadThat kind of beauty, I realizeI've often had, and it drives me madMakes me sad, oh so badNow I'm bad Aus Songtexte Mania