Can you believe me when I say, there's nothing I like better,
Than just to sit here and talk with you.
Although I'll rant and I'll rave about one thing and another
The beauty of it is so pure to me, though,
I'm a poor boy,
I can still be happy,
As long as I can feel free.
So many people I know, get old way too early
(Well are you feelin' kind of weary)
Just to impress you with the money they've made
(You better, you better change your theory)
One drop of rain, they complain, it's the same about the ways they're...
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