True Blue
Исполнитель: Stewart Rod
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<br>Never met a millionaire,<br>and tell you momma, I don`t care.<br>Never gonna own a race-horse<br>or a fast back mid-engine Porsche.<br>Don`t think I`ll own a private jet,<br>on the Stock Exchange I`m no threat.<br>So won`t you help me make up my mind?<br>Don`t you think I`d better get myself back home?<br>Sittin` in the moonlight glow,<br>excuse me if my feelings show.<br>Watchin` all the trucks go by,<br>dreamin` up an alibi.<br>You see, back home I`m considered the fool,<br>but maybe they`re right, I don`t know.<br>So can`t you help make up my mind?<br>Daddy says he`ll buy me car<br>to drive, just as far as I need.<br>He wants me back at any expense,<br>he`s got a lot more money than sense.<br>Funny but now that I`ve grown<br>they all wanna be concerned.<br>Oh pleas, can you make up your mind?<br>Don`t you think I`d better get myself back home?<br>Just don`t know what to do.<br>Maybe I`ll walk, maybe I`ll ride, maybe I`ll never ever decide.