Tell me a story
What must I do to take a holiday
Show me a bill that they can make me pay
Tell me a story
And maybe I'll believe it
Me I'm just a lucky guy
Young and free
Too hard to cry
Lorna from my school she's 21
She's good looking and a married girl so
Tell me a story
Tell me stories
And man I ain't complaining
Me I'm just a lucky guy
Young and hard
Too tough to cry
Standing in a show
The lights ain't low
They're shining down on me
And I like, I like it
Just like I like I like it
I'm taking like I find it
What did they do to chill the joy away
What did they do to say you had to pay
And pay
And pay
Tell me stories
You know I never can believe them
Never ever
Me I'm just a lucky guy
I'm young and free
Too dumb to cry
What must I do to take a holiday
Show me a bill that they can make me pay
Tell me a story
And maybe I'll believe it
Me I'm just a lucky guy
I'm Young and free
Too hard to cry
Writer(s): Iggy Pop
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