Let me tell you a story About this guy I knew He had all these people Telling him what to do They said Get a job Put on a tie Cut your hair instead of Getting high Take this guitar Play all you can, but I Don't wanna see you In a Rock n Roll band Dream all you might But get a life You gotta hit the books And do it right Don't fool around Don't roll the dice Don't hang with women Till you're old and wise Oh, if you only knew I can't listen to you Don't tell me What to say or do Just let me Live my life, not you Don't want to Hang on tight on the noose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose Solo Juancho! So that kid grew up And he got a job And he got a life Only he didn't wear a tie He wore a mean guitar And he said I walk my talk And I know it's on your mind Every night you see me playing Feeling fine And deep inside You wonder what it's like To be in my shoes and not Bitch about my life Oh, if you only knew I can't listen to you Don't tell me What to say or do Just let me Live my life, not you Don't want to Hang on tight on the noose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose Don't tell me What to say or do Just let me Live my life, not you Don't want to Hang on tight on the noose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose I gotta lot to lose