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Don't have no penthouse in Dallas No beach house in Malibu Guess I'm not livin' the good life Like we're all supposed to do All I got's a little trailer In the corner of this fancy sandy lot And I'm getting really tired Of hearing who I oughta be and hearing who I'm not And I gotta get away, gotta get away I don't want to be like this Want to feel like this Take what we can and run away Gotta get away, gotta get away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They tell you, you're too skinny Tellin' you, you're too fat Say you gotta buy this thing, Lord Say you gotta have that Been drinking too much coffee Drinking way too much beer Sittin' on my old couch, watching free TV Tryin' to find a way and now to break on out of here Songtexte And I gotta get away, gotta get away I don't want to be like this Want to feel like this Take what we can and run away Gotta get away, gotta get away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Thumbs up, thumbs down That's the rule that we're livin' by now One day you're in, the next day you're not One day you're cold, then the next year you're hot Gotta be sexy I was come in first Read it in the magazines, it's only getting worse And I gotta get away, gotta get away I don't want to be like this Want to feel like this Take what we can and run away Gotta get away, gotta get away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, hoo, oh, oh, hoo Oh, hoo, oh, oh, hoo Aus Songtexte Mania