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Some people call me a teenage idolSome people say they envy meI guess they've got no way of knowingHow lonesome I can beI need somebody to be my babySomeone to tell my troubles toI got no time to ever find her'Cause I'm just passing throughI travel around from town to lonely townI guess I'll always be just a rolling stoneNow I find fortune and fame, lots of people know my nameThat don't mean a thing if I'm all aloneI got no rest when I'm feeling wearyI got to pack my bags and goI got to be somewhere tomorrowTo smile and do my showSome people call me a teenage idolSome people say they envy meI guess they've got no way of knowingHow lonesome I can be, how lonesome I can be From Letras Mania