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They call me
William Holden Caulfield
It was no compliment
What's wrong with
William Holden Caulfield
All that stuff that bummed me out ten years ago
Still bugs me today and, boy, I wanna know
Who died and made you my mom and me some stupid kid
How can you forget all those things we did
Keep on sleeping on
Till your hair is gray
When I turn eighty
I better feel this way
I'm afraid of people who like Catcher in the Rye
Yeah, I like it too but someone tell me why
People he'd despise say I feel like that guy
I don't wanna grow up 'cause I don't wanna die
When I'm thirty one, keep living on for fifty more years
They call me
William Holden Caulfield
It was no compliment
What's wrong with
William Holden Caulfield
Keep on sleeping on
Till your hair is gray
When I turn eighty
I better feel this way
I respect the man in Sunset Boulevard
Got a heart somewhere, just won't let down his guard
Doesn't trust happiness or the bad luck that it brings
He's lonely and he's cold, he's proud of these things
I said I'm cold and I'm lonely, I said I'm cold and I'm lonely
So call me William Holden
I say, keep on sleeping on
Till your hair is gray, when I turn eighty
I better, I better feel, I better feel this way