I don't miss where i came from
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But each night i dream about being back home
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When i wake up in the morning
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I'm too tired
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And tired of being alone
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So i get up and go downtown
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And pick me out a little piece of ground
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Where i can prove something to the world
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I can prove something to the world
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Don't look at me
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I'm the bus stop boxer
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Daddy put us in the truck and
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Dropped us off and said good luck
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Then one lucky kid waiting for the bus
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Made a winner out of one of us
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Don't look at me
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I'm the bus stop boxer
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Going down to the railroad tracks
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Where people know that they better not relax
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I'm the man
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Baby i am the man
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This is where i can make you understand
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Bus Stop Boxer
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