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We’re good people with bad habits, living in an ugly world
That’s just too simplified
Maybe I’m making excuses for you again
I mean we got the same woolly hair, thick lips and broad nose
Even more importantly we got the same brain
So why do you look at me as though I’m ugly
Must be my tattered t-shirt and the stench it gives off
In this bad economy where we can’t afford to waste resources
You can’t afford to brush my thoughts aside
Or leave me behind
My future desperately rests on your conscience
So it’s not money but attention I seek
Lend me an ear and maybe a chance
Coz right now I got it bad
Remember the good old days?
Playing in the dirt without a care in the world
Well I’m still covered in dirt
And your good heart couldn’t care less
I guess your love really is blind
But what do I know?
I’m just a good kid with bad breath and an ugly t-shirt
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