Perhaps I'll never show this world all I could be
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I just can't sing to any man the song he wants to hear
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And I know that some won't like me
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Others try to be my friend
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But I'm all of me, and that's all that I am
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Chorus:
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And if life is for the living
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Then why can't men be real
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'Stead of hidin' in their costumes
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Forgettin' how to feel, forgettin' how to feel
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We still live in a time when manners cover what is real
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There's a basic fact of life that the times cannot conceal
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That if some are masqueraders
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Others live in their facade
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But I'm what I am
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I cannot be what I am not
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Chorus
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I may be too honest and offend those who pretend
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I don't claim I'm always right, that I'm ev'rybody's friend
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Perhaps for them it's easier to be what they are not
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But I'm what I am, and I just can't play that part
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Chorus
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I Am Who I Am
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| Jim Croce |
