She thought I was James Dean
American by birth
Buffalo Bill's son
So admiration
Must say that I had the checkered shirt
The guitar behind the back
To make the cowboy very handsome
But composition
She me spoke English all the time
I told her two or three bogus words
Stuff I heard in songs
Dismay
She thought I was I was a runner
That I arrived from the Twenty-four Hours
With my colored helmet
So admiration
I told him the checkered flag of well-controlled rapage
Fascinated admirers
Television
She tells me let's go to the sea, in your car let's cut through the air
She doesn't pass eighty my traction
Dismay
I'm uncomfortable in my skin as a very handsome runner
And I just go with my bicycle clip
I'm fake, I'm fake
She thought I was a singer
Incognito traveler
Sonos tours girls in tears
Admiration
Must say I had stiletto heels
A girl's rabbit coat
Micro-bracelets with ankles
Exhibition
She said sing me a song
I swallowed two three maxitons
Then I screwed up Satisfaction
Dismay
br/>I'm uncomfortable in my skin as a very handsome singer
And I just go with my bicycle clip
I'm fake, I'm fake
I'm just a show-off guy full of aspirin
And I just go with my bike clip
I'm fake, I'm I'm fake