Ringo (Demo Version)

Lyrics

I feel like Ringo And it's rippin' my eyes out And I feel like Ringo Shimmy to the left Shimmy to the right I've made up a list That lives in my mind Of everyone helpful and everyone kind These Fender guitars They tune up so nice And Greg says that amps are not a problem! He lives in a disco But goes home to the suburbs Where it's simply girls, girls, girls and girls Forget about rock stars No music magazines I refer to this list This list in my mind Of everyone naughty, fucked up and unkind Forgеt about rock stars Forget about mics No W-bins, no W-bins, no W-bins And remembеr, kids When you're lyin' in bed And everything seems lost Just sing this song R.I.N.G.O R.I.N.G.O R.I.N.G.O R.I.N.G.O Ooh! Ow! Unh! Ow! Ah!