(I Feel Like...) Ringo (Single Edit)

I feel like Ringo
And it's rippin' my eyes out
And I feel like Ringo
Shimmy to the left
Shimmy to the right
I've made up a list
That lives in my mind
Of everyone helpful and everyone kind
These Fender guitars
They tune up so nice
And Greg says that amps are not a problem!

He lives in a disco
But goes home to the suburbs
Where it's simply work, girls, drugs and boys
Shimmy to the left
And shimmy to the right
I refer to this list
This list in my mind
Of everyone naughty, f-ckеd up and unkind
Forget about rock stars
Forget about mics
No W-bins, no W-bins, no W-bins

I feel like Ringo
And it's rippin' my еyes out
And I feel like Ringo
Shimmy to the left
Shimmy to the right
(R.I.N.G.O) That's right
(R.I.N.G.O) Uh huh, uh huh uh huh uh huh
(R.I.N.G.O) That's right
(R.I.N.G.O) Uh huh, uh huh uh huh uh huh
(R.I.N.G.O) Ahhhh
(R.I.N.G.O) Here it is, here it is
And go!
Ooowwww, uh
Oooh
Ow
Oh yeah