How Does It Feel
You got a lotta girls that you call your friendsYou're always joking babyat least you pretendBut it don't mean a thingI know that it's trueSomeone's told me something about Geena and you
Now that I'm leaving babyHow does it feelNow that I'm leaving babyHow does it feel
I don't care about your money babyI don't care about your carsAs you can see for yourselfI'm a rock and roll starAnd while you read your little black bookBusy making plansI'm out playing every nightI gotta million fans
Now that I'm leaving babyHow does it feelNow that I'm leaving babyHow does it feel