Listen to the sound of the big, jet roar.
Wishin' I was home again, passed out on the floor.
Lovin' every minute of the life I lead.
Need to take a break from the lights and speed.
Need to go back home again, is really what I need.
But I'll be back on stage again, at quarter after three.

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Makin' out a schedule for next year on the road.
Makin' out another one, in case I just don't go.
Mindin' all my p's and q's, just like an angel should.
And I'm doin' all the things, I always wish that I could.
Playin' for an audience, is really where it's at.
And I just can't quit playin', put away that welcome mat.

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Goin' through the changes, makin' all the talent shows.
I know that I'm a sucker, I'm in love with Rock 'n Roll.
Backstage, all my friends, keep a party goin' strong.
We'll try to keep it goin', 'til everything is gone.
But they can have their party, I like what I've got.
As long as I'm on stage, I have to go hot.

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