You just have to be a movie star,
Coke and women every day.
You just have to be a dentist,
And keep counting your money.
I would love to be a captain of industry
And have an account in Switzerland.
I would love to be anyone,
Number one somewhere.
Hey, I've tried everything.
Hey, there's a curse on me.
Why do I have to be a dead woman?
Because of sex & drugs & rock 'n' Roll.
God, what have I done
To always lose?
You should recognize an early van Gogh
And know who Nitsche was.
You should see Schiller's Robbers
And go to the Louvre in Paris.
You should know something about wine:
Gaston, Chateaux de Pois.
Don't always stand alone at the counter,
For every ladies choice.
Hey, I've tried everything.
Hey, there's a curse on me.
Why do I have to be a dead woman?
Because of sex & drugs & rock 'n' Roll.
God, what have I done
To always lose?
Finally give me the doctorate,
The Federal Cross of Merit on the ribbon.
Or do you think that's nothing at all,
On the side of the road at four in the morning?
The engine is flat as always,
The performance was canceled again.
There's always that bad smell of socks
And everyone just wants to get home quickly.
Hey, I've tried everything.
Hey, there's a curse on me.
Why do I have to be a dead woman?
Because of sex & drugs & rock 'n' Roll.
God, what have I done
That I should always lose?

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