Sun she burns mean and big I think Ill go to cafe noir Big screen turns me on Im gonna be your western star How hard can it be? I get my freon bingo inside your cool soft sarong Rolling on the moquette inside a cul-de-sac kampong How hard can it be? How hard can it be when youre a western star? Shining and free dont you know that a star burns best? How hard can it be? I said now how hard can it be? Shes so sentimental shes got my picture in her head The tool-man is in her dreams I was lifted when she said how hard can it be? And now hes headed skyward standing up on piles of plywood And all he thinks about is how he looks like heroes-period bowie And his figure blocks the light And he takes away the night And hes dancing to the new bolero You soy un pistolero Im not shakin in my boots Im ruler of this moon boy so if you move I shoots How hard can it be?
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