So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice. I am a single father of 2 boys, and yes I have custody of them. For fun I like to play my guitar, rollerblade, watch movies, and swim...and the most often asked question....I will just answer by saying...All night long baby...whoo!!!!!...lololol...oh yes...I'm not vain...the song really is about me....one last warning..You don't tug on Superman's cape... You don't spit into the wind... You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger... And you don't mess around with Etrain!!!


Who's the train
That's a sex machine???
ETRAIN!
Ya damn right!

Who is the man that would risk his neck
For his brother man?
ETRAIN!
Can you dig it?

Who's the cat that won't cop out
When there's danger all about?
ETRAIN!
Right On!

They say this cat Etrain is a bad mother
SHUT YOUR MOUTH!

All the women want to be with the train, and the men want to be like the train....Whether you like it or not, learn to love it, because I'm the best ride running!!! WOOOO!!!!!

And now the end is near and so I face the final curtain
You c***, I'm not a queer I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full and each and every highway
And yet, much more than this I did it my way

And yes, I've had a few but then again, to few to mention
But dig, what I have to feel I'll see it through with no devotion
Of that take care and just be careful along the highway
And more, much more than this I did it my way

There were times I'm sure you knew
When there was nothing f@cking else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I fought the just as before and did it my way

Knocked out in bed last night
I've had my fill ooh my share of looting
And now the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I killed a cat
And may I say oh no, not their way
But no, no, not me, I did it my way

For what is a brat, what has he got
When he finds out that he cannot say the things he truly feels
But only the words, not what he feels
The record shows, I've got no clothes and did it my way   Send me a message!

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