What are you going to do? I'll tell you what I'm going to do Why don't you get away? I'm going to leave today
I ran into my room And I fell down on my knees Well I thought that fifteen Was going to be a breeze I picked up my guitar To blast away the clouds Somebody in the next room yelled You got to turn that damn thing down
What are you going to do? I'll tell you what I'm going to do Why don't you get away? Well I'm going to cry all day
What are you going to do? I'll tell you what I'm going to do Why don't you run away? I'm going to leave today But even I don't know what I'm going to do Don't know what I'm going to do No
What are you going to do? I'll tell you what I'm going to do Why don't you run away? I'm going to leave today