Lyrics David Lee Roth

David Lee Roth

If 6 was 9

If the sun refuse to shine

I don't mind, I don't mind

If the mountains fell in the sea

Let it be, it ain't me

White collared conservative walking down the street

Pointing your plastic finger at me

I got my own world to live through

And I ain't gonna copy you

Now if 6 turned out to be 9

I don't mind, I wouldn't mind

If all the hippies cut off all their hair

I wouldn't care, I don't care, dig

White collared conservative walking down the street

Point your plastic finger at me

I've got my own world to live through

And I ain't gonna copy you

Ooh yeah

Ooh yeah

So let me live my life the way I want to

Fall mountains

Just don't fall on me, baby

Look out

Straight ahead