Rod Stewart - True Blue Lyrics

Never been a millionaire and I tell you mama I don’t care Never gonna own a race-horse or a fast back mid-engine Porsche Don’t think I’ll own a private jet on the Stock Exchange I’m no threat So won’t you help me make up my mind Don’t you think I’d better get myself back home Sitting in the moonlight glow excuse me if my feelings show Watching all the trucks roll by dreaming up an alibi You see, back home I’m considered the fool but maybe they’re right I don’t know So can’t you help make up my mind Don’t you think I’d better get myself back home Who cares Daddy says he’ll buy me car to drive just as far as I need He wants me back at any expense He’s got a lot more money than sense Funny but now that I'm gone they all wanna be concerned Oh please can you make up my mind Don’t you think I’d better get myself back home Just don’t know what to do Maybe I’ll walk, maybe I’ll ride, maybe I’ll never ever decide Get out da way I gotta get on home I gotta get home as soon as I can Rod Stewart Lyrics True Blue Lyrics