“I’m Eighteen!”
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One of My Top 10
No more Mr. nice guy- Under my wheels.
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
‘Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
I got no friends cause they read the papers
They can’t be seen with me
And I’m gettin’ real shot down
And I’m feeling mean
....killer