
You got me lyingOr may be we could go for ride
You got me tired till sun go down
If I could live In new york
If only I could live In new york
Got me talking on radio
Cos people going back to rock n roll
Looking me and my big scar
Now dont miss me I am missing somehow
Get my cash get my carrier
You want my money dont get near dear
Bite the fingers no I dont care
This Is my sweet revenge
Or may be we get more higher
You got my head and spinning round around