| Can you read…
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| The determination on my face?
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| Cus I’m as solid as the gravel now
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| And I kept getting on my feet
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| After all the times you knocked me down
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| Went back to see the place where I came from
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| And I began to understand my pride
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| From the brick streets, a northern factory town
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| Where grandma’s work improved my chances
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| Common man, this is me
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| I’m not ashamed anymore to be
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| Here I am this is me
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| I’m glad you’re uncomfortable near me
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| Never had nothin', never no one to care
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| Never had nothin', nothin' but the wind in my hair
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| Still I’m a millionaire
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| You see me standin' out on Fifth and Union
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| Right across from the abandoned drive-in
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| The sun’s gone down on the future here
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| The past won’t leave my mind
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| Well the rich boys gave up on you
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| But the soul out here is much too strong
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| And I’ll carry it with me for my whole life
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| The face of human dignity
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| Common man, this is me
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| I’m not ashamed anymore to be
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| Here I am this is me
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| I’m glad you’re uncomfortable near me
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| Yeah, me
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| Common man, this is me
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| I’m not ashamed anymore to be
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| Here I am this is me
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| I’m glad you’re uncomfortable near me
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| Uncomfortable near me
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| I don’t have to be the boy with the most cake
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| I don’t have to be the boy with the most cake
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| I don’t have to be the boy with the most cake
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| I don’t have to be the boy with the most cake
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| Still I’m a millionaire |