True Blue

Never been a millionaire
and I tell you mama I donÂ’t care
Never gonna own a race-horse
or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
DonÂ’t think IÂ’ll own a private jet
on the Stock Exchange IÂ’m no threat
So wonÂ’t you help me make up my mind
DonÂ’t you think IÂ’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 IÂ’m considered the fool
but maybe theyÂ’re right I donÂ’t know
So canÂ’t you help make up my mind
DonÂ’t you think IÂ’d better get myself back home
Who cares

Daddy says heÂ’ll buy me car
to drive just as far as I need
He wants me back at any expense
HeÂ’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
DonÂ’t you think IÂ’d better get myself back home
Just donÂ’t know what to do
Maybe IÂ’ll walk, maybe IÂ’ll ride, maybe IÂ’ll never ever decide

Get out da way
I gotta get on home
I gotta get home as soon as I can