I'm not James Dean (But Who the Hell Cares)

I'm not James Dean			Nie som James Dean
I'm not american dream			Nie som americky sen
I'm not one of those ideal mans		a nie som ziaden s tych super chlapikov
With big black horse kickin' up sand	na ciernych konoch, jazdiacich preriou
Oh I can't smile whole night'n'day	Nedokazem byt stale vesely 
got a feeling my lovelife's D.O.A	a aj moj lubostny zivot netoji za nic

Friend with all but all fights me	Priatel vsetkym, ale nik ma nema rad
I relax'n'you're busy bee		Ja oddychujem a ty si usilovna vcelicka
My blue jeans looks just like my mood	Moje dziny su ako moja nalada
Feel a lot better but I'm not good	Uz je mi lepsie ale stale to nie je ono
And while my guitar gently weeps	A kym moja gitara nezne place
I try to love ya ya try to sleep	snazim sa ta mat rad a ty spis


A,G,A#

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