Italian Radio

I ended the book that I'm writing
The part about you, I'm tearing it out
A simple good night, stop fighting
There is nothing there to even read about

I'm leaving you here my darling
To search for a better and easy way out
Trough all of the pain that I'm causig
There is nothing there to even sing about

But it goes,
bah bah bah barabara barah-ba, jabbadei, jabbadei, jabbadeii, jabbadarabaah
bah bah bah babah, bah bah barabara barah-ba, jabbadei, jabbadei, jabbadeii, jabbadarabaah hey-hey-hey

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I changed up the words that made ya happy though.
I then met that man from that music show
I beat ut, I beat up the boy that made ya happy thoug
Rombombombom oeeheh.

I noticed the things that you want me to be,
Thay ait'alweis the ones that made me happy
So pull out your hands and meet my, fine new lady
She's rock n' roll, and she save me.

It goes,
bah bah bah barabara barah-ba, jabbadei, jabbadei, jabbadeii, jabbadarabaah
bah bah bah babah, bah bah barabara barah-ba, jabbadei, jabbadei, jabbadeii, jabbadarabaah hey-hey-hey