40 jaar n.P. Pé Hawinkels 1942-1977, Nijmeegs schrijver, dichter, vertaler



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Get Lost I've chosen the hard way, baby, I've chosen the hard way to live. I don't go to the party, baby, I've got no address to give. I ain't one of a crowd, my darling, I don't live my life off a bail. I have no one to speak for me, darling, I prefer to stay in my jail. Get lost, fuck off, get lost, Get you some cute copper cowbells. Get lost, fuck off, get lost, Get you a herd at any cost - Go suck the juice of someone else. I have no bunch of substitutes, baby, I go and you'll be all alone. I never tried more than I could, baby, I don't care to be on my own. I've chosen the hard way, darling, I've chosen the hard way to live. I've got no stand-ins available, darling, I have no references to give. (refrein)