A Biography lyrics

Written by John Mellencamp

Another sad sad day
The world's KO'd again
And I used to always say
No one could hit, like my old man

**Do you really have to be so tough
Is it necessary to talk so (son of a bitchin) rough
Hey ain't there some place I could fit in

Could I find a little action there
Hey wait just a minute, I don't really care
Any place is bound to be better

Written by John Mellencamp

Spend a lot of time tryin' to grow up
Guess I got a lot of growin' up to do
Used to tell me sit down, hey shut up
Guess they don't know what I was goin' through
But I've loved me some girls
And I've broken me some hearts
A cast in Nova in my own right
As I see here watching the sun coming up
I guess it's okay, yea its ok
To say good night

Written by John Mellencamp

Be yourself, boys
Let's get this show on the road

Well I'm up every morning by 6:08
Take the Voltswagon bus up the interstate
Feel Charlie Manson just like ...
I'm diggin' real hard for some money to spend
Well it ain't that bad if the summer's free
I got my evenings ... to cruise the scene oh yeah

I got a pretty old lady
Who rolls back in the morning

Written by John Mellencamp

She's one of those Sunday afternoon walkers
Who searches down the rich dick
So here comes, speak this way baby
Ain't no tongue some kinda a trick
So shake that kick, ooh shake that kick
Shavin' your underarms
I got my eyes on your ...
If I could just get your hands on my balls

*Hello High C Cherrie
Would you bring it on over here

Written by John Mellencamp

Hello girls and boys
As you sit in your carpeted bedrooms
With your stereos on and on
Playin' with those hundred dollar toys
Built to occupy your minds
So you don't notice your future's are gone
And as you race on through the streets tonight
Lookin' for some lonely lover to hold you tight
You think that the world is alright

Written by John Mellencamp

Oh talk to me
Pretty girl in the corner
Tryin' out your sex appeal
Oh no, it won't bother me
If you talk about your TV Jims
And their overkill
You can be ...
You can roll out of you seats
I know what I want, baby
But you know exactly what I need

Oh run with me
I'll show you what life is like across the street
Oh take me

Written by John Mellencamp

(Night Slumming - burp 123)
Well good evening to, the dirty bordellos
And good evening to, the girls who work uptown
And say hello, well hello, to the gay young fellows
Who make their love, on the meat rack
In their sister's gowns

Well I ain't no king, but I ain't no princess
And I don't get drunk, no no
But I can still be blown away

Written by John Mellencamp

It's rainin' on me
Watch the cab drive you away
I see the night bein' eatin' up
By just another day
I guess I'd better accept
That we just didn't have a lot to say
Except goodnight
I guess it's goodnight

The city workers
Cleanin' up the streets
An old man wrapped in rags and newspaper
Lies asleep on the corner of the street
Whatever we had

Written by John Mellencamp

*I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl that knows the meaning of a
Hey hit the highway

Well I've been walkin' the streets up and down
Racing through the human jungles at night
I'm so confused, my mind is indifferent

Written by John Mellencamp

Oh yeah
Well she started out, just to be a dancer
Gonna make her livin' dancin'
In the Broadway shows
So she hitchhiked cross the country
From Pasaroba to the Big Red Apple
Where your dreams are made
Your debts must be paid on time

Well she wasn't used to livin' in the city
So she took a job cleanin' up as a maid
At the Grammercy Park Hotel