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WAell someone find his manager He's doin'D it again AHe's stumbled to the lobby With his little PepEsi friend There's no usAe trying to talk to him It's driviDn' round the bend
AI was hopin', after Friday, we'd be Dspared another bout But if wAe don't get him back to bed They're gonna thrEow us out When the mounties hAit the lobby He starteDd to shout
(little riff) And he said
Have you gAot any idea Who I thEink I am If you could sGee me on the stage You'd Dunderstand AFame and fortune's just a matter of time E He's a legDend in his own miAnd
(same chords as 1st verse and chorus) With hot blood and alcohol coursing through his veins A runaway stage coach with no one at the reins I've gotta hand it to him He's got more guts than brains Just said Kiss off Have you got any idea Who I think I am I'm a helluva guy I'm a one-man band Fame and fortune's just a matter of time He's a legend in his own mind Just go and ask him