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Sick all the time, I miss my wife - I quitGot better things to do with my life - I quitI quit - I quitGo ahead and say it, tell me I'm getting oldTell me I'm a sellout, but it's you that's being soldSee, I refuse to think of rock and roll as my careerTell me all my opportunities, ask me if I careThe rock star lifestyle ain't for me - I quitGot somewhere else I'd rather be, so I quitI quit - I quitGo ahead and say it, call me a f**kin' wimpJust 'cause I've got a different kind of life that I wanna liveYou can criticize my ideals and my priorities[I Quit lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]But ultimately I don't give a flying f**k what you think of meI don't believe in that macho shit - I quitI know there's no way you can understand it - I quitSick all the time, I miss my wife - I quitGot better things to do with my life - I quitI quit - I quitWhat'd ya think, I wanted to be Mick Jagger or something,Playing the pixie at 50 or 60?Gimme a break!I mean,I don't wanna grow up and all that, butThe time has come for me to say…I quit