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It was a hard life, too, when I got into a band
I worked from 9 to 5 as if I had to make a sound
Playing up a smoke right, was nothing to me
I had to have my many lights, I knew it's gotta be

*Stacks of amps, the winning hand, the bright lights everywhere
That good old glimmer disco and do we do or dare

So I aimed to be a star and when I got it big and far
I got some money, found a new honey and bought a funky car
But as my records started selling almost too well
I thought that would be the end, that I would go to hell

*Repeat

Now I'm on the top and now I can look down on you
I see gold at my feet when I a lick or two
I could've caught all the gold that girls can buy
But I can't run away when the crowd begins to cry

*Repeat

I'm the fastest, loudest son of a bitch when it comes to rock 'n' roll
Yeah, I'm the fastest, loudest son of a bitch when it comes to rock 'n' roll
I'm the fastest, loudest, I'm the greatest, I am the best

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