| My dad’s not famous, but he is to me
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| 'Cause he says we’re special, all different, you see?
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| And that’s not words from some old book
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| Laying lonely on a shelf
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| That’s a man who knows himself
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| He tells it like it is If I don’t write and I don’t call
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| It doesn’t bother you at all
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| Please forget what I don’t say
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| You know I love you anyway
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| I’m coming home
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| Oh, I’m coming home
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| 'Cause I get tired of thinking 'bout things
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| I wasn’t built for too much philosophizing
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| And I feel lost sometimes and small
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| I feel I’m hardly here it all
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| But there’s a man who knows himself
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| He tells it like it is If I don’t write and I don’t call
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| It doesn’t bother you at all
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| Please forget what I don’t say
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| You know I love you anyway
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| I’m all grown up now
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| But I’m still your kid
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| I’ll make you proud one day
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| But I know you’ll love me anyway
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| I’m coming home
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| This time, I’m coming home
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| I’m coming home to you
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| If I don’t write and I don’t call
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| It doesn’t bother you at all
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| Please forget what I don’t say
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| You know I love you anyway
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| I’m all grown up now
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| But I’m still your kid
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| I’ll make you proud one day
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| But I know you’ll love me anyway
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| So I’m coming home
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| Yes I’m coming home
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| I’m coming home
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| This time, I’m coming home
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| I’m coming home to you |