(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)
Never been a millionaire
and I tell you mama I don抰 care
Never gonna own a race-horse
or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
Don抰 think I抣l own a private jet
on the Stock Exchange I抦 no threat
So won抰 you help me make up my mind
Don抰 you think I抎 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抦 considered the fool
but maybe they抮e right I don抰 know
So can抰 you help make up my mind
Don抰 you think I抎 better get myself back home
Who cares
Daddy says he抣l buy me car
to drive just as far as I need
He wants me back at any expense
He抯 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抰 you think I抎 better get myself back home
Just don抰 know what to do
Maybe I抣l walk, maybe I抣l ride, maybe I抣l never ever decide
Get out da way
I gotta get on home
I gotta get home as soon as I can