My Rival Songtext
von Alex Chilton

One, two, three, four
Cut down the guitar

My rival stands about five foot five
Has long blonde hair and weak blue eyes
My rival drives a Triumph sport car
Has muscles and is a deceitful snake
My rival is a mechanic on cars
Writes weird stories and drums in the bars
My rival, he is the mental spare
Has lines everywhere and makes it with ladies
My rival


And I, I haven′t got nothing
I am dropped to sleep
And I, I'm gonna be a killer
I′m gonna shore my confidence up
My rival, I'm gonna stab him in the eyes
Shoot him dead with my rifle

My rival, he stole my love away
Over one year, it was easy prey
My rival stands about five foot five
Has long blonde hair and weak blue eyes
My rival drives a Triumph sport car
Has muscles and is a deceitful snake
My rival

Okay, let's cut it out for us