My Michelle - Live In New York, Ritz Theatre - May 16, 1991

Your daddy works in porno
Now that mommy's not around
She used to love her heroin
But now she's underground
So you stay out late at night
And you do your dope for free
You drive all your friends crazy
With your life's insanity

Well, well, well
You just can't tell
Well, well, well, my Michelle
Look out

Sowin' all your wild oats in another's luxuries
Yesterday was Tuesday
Maybe Thursday you can sleep
But school starts much too early
And this hotel wasn't free
Party 'til your connection call
I'll return the key

Well, well, well
You just can't tell
Well, well, well, my Michelle

Well, well, well
You never can't tell
Well, well, well, my Michelle

Everyone needs love
You know that it's true
Someday you'll find someone
That'll fall in love with you
But oh the time it takes
When you're all alone
Someday you'll find someone
That you can call your own, but 'til then you're better

Now you're clean and so discreet
I won't say a word
Most of all, this song is true
If you haven't heard
So come on and stop your cryin'
We both know money burns
Honey, don't stop tryin', you'll get what you deserve

Well, well, well
You just can't tell
Well, well, well, my Michelle

Well, well, well
You never can't tell
Well, well, well, my Michelle

My-my, my Michelle
My-my, my Michelle
My-my-my-my, my Michelle
My-my-my-my, my Michelle
Michelle

Thank you, good fuckin' night

Also, before I... shut up, right
Before we change subjects
What I was saying was, fucking few years ago
Fucking "Apettite" came out, fucking no one knew the band
Fucking shit for notoriety, anything
It wouldn't be the same, you know, Guns N' Roses didn't exist
And it was you, guys, that fucking made this happened

And so, so, so that being a case, the band got really fucking big
I mean blew my fucking mind
And uh, so we took off for a while, went through a lot of changes and shit
And all of a sudden, you know, a couple of years later after the fucking last tour was over
We noticed that the whole music industry and the whole rock and roll attitude
Went right back to day one when we first started
So now what we're doing, we're fucking re-touring our record that hasn't been released
Because when we started out in clubs, that's how we started
And the moral of the story is, you never believe anything you read in SPIN magazine, this is truthful
This is a little baby of mine called "Estranged"