When I was just sixteen I stood waiting for a dream
At Barker Street Bus Station every night
When I tried to get it on she just looked at me with scorn
My courage turned to fear and I took flight
For those looks they seemed to say you ain't nothin' go away
You're just some face in some crowd so I walked home and I vowed
I'm gonna be somebody someday
Her name was Irene Wilde Oh such beauty for a child
When she started dating boys I nearly died
Well I could not barely stand seeing anyone hold her hand
I thought I'd have to crawl away and hide
In my mother's Sunday room I'd compose so many tunes
They was all the same just a frame for the name and just to say
I'm gonna be somebody someday
Wild was your name, I soon left that country town
I've been around, I've seen some things,
I've seen some ups, I've seen some downs
Smile through your shock as you hear your name outloud
I's that face in the crowd
I didn't dig it I'm much too proud
When I was just sixteen I stood waiting for that dream
At Barker street bus station non-affair
At the time it seemed so sad but it didn't turn out bad
if she hadn't turned me down I'd still be there
Well I think most folks agree
A little put-down makes them see
they aint the chain they're just a link
and thats why she made me think
I'm gonna be somebody, be somebody, be somebody ? someday
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