– ♪ I’m just another heart
in need of rescue ♪ ♪ ♪ – ♪ Waiting on love’s
sweet charity ♪ ♪ ♪ – ♪ And I’m gonna hold on
for the rest of my days ♪ ♪ ♪ – What is she doing here? – Four-octave range, bitch.
– Seriously? I got my id,
my lost innocence, my guilt,
and now my inadequacy? – ♪ ‘Cause I know
what it means ♪ ♪ To walk along
the lonely street of dreams ♪ ♪ And here I go again
on my own ♪ all: ♪ Going down the only road
I’ve ever known ♪ ♪ Like a drifter,
I was born to walk alone ♪ ♪ ♪ – ♪ And I’ve made up my mind ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I ain’t wasting
no more time ♪ ♪ But here I go again ♪ – Okay, this is too much. – Your subconscious thought
you needed some wisdom. – You do whiskey, not wisdom. Okay. Fine. ♪ ♪ ♪ And I made up my mind ♪ ♪ ♪ – ♪ I ain’t wasting
no more time ♪ – Show-off. all:
♪ Here I go again ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Here I go again ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Here I go again ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Here I go ♪ ♪ ♪