spent some time feelin inferior standin in front of my mirror combed my hair in a thousand ways but i came out lookin just the same daddy said son you better see the world i wouldn t blame you if you wanted to leave but remember one thing don t lose your head to a woman that ll spend your bread so i got out paris was a place you could hide away if you thought you didn t fit in french police wouldn t give me no peace just claimed i was a nasty person down along the left bank minding my own was knocked down by a human stampede got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot when all i wanted was a cup of tea i was accused down in rome i wasn t getting enought of the things that keep a young man alive my body stunk but i kept my funk at a time