“Turn the Page”, Bob Seger

“Well, you walk into a restaurant all strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you as you’re shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to explode

Most times you can’t hear ’em talk, other times you can

All the same old clichés, is it woman, is it man?

And you always seem outnumbered, so you don’t dare make a stand

Here I am, on a road again

There I am, on the stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

Out there in the spotlight you’re a million miles away

Every ounce of energy, you try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play

Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed

With the echoes from the amplifiers ringin’ in your head

You smoke the day’s last cigarette, remembering what she said”

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