Oh yeah, you've been to India, where you took some drugs.
Well do you think I care?
Oh yeah, you've been to the States.
New York to L.A. you had it all on a plate.
Hey, hey, you bore me, hey, hey, with your stories.
Hey, hey, you bore me, hey, hey, I've heard it all before.
So what, you're a friend to the stars.
Fast girls and fast cars, and all the V.I.P. bars.
So what, you've got money to burn, I've heard it all before.
When will you learn?
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