Everywhere I go I just try to be me I don’t think about clientele As far as I’m concerned if they don’t Like it they can all go to Hell
So even at fifty seven I wear my KISS Shirts and Paul Stanley designer shoes I sing KISS songs out loud like Black Diamond and Nothin To Lose
I don’t care if I am going to Church or a Restaurant with a rating of five stars I am who I am, it ain’t gonna change even When people stare at me as if I’m from Mars
I don’t try to be someone I’m not Rarely do I wear a suit and a tie Like when I have to go to a funeral home Because someone I love happened to die
Most of the time I don’t even notice Them looking at me for I am immune Because until the day I die, I will Dance to my own rhythm and tune
But there are times when I feel a little Out of place and resigned When over the speakers I hear You were always on my mind
And I must say it was strange And I was feeling somewhat like a foreigner At Texas Roadhouse and I Was surrounded by Cowboys and sitting in Willie’s Corner