An Ordinary Guy

Verse 1

I may not have a lot of cash to spare,

I rent because I can’t afford to buy.

But I don’t wannabe a millionaire,

And all my mates will know the reason why.

Chorus

I’m never gonna be a saint,

I can’t pretend I’m what I ain’t,

I’ll be like that until the day I die.

You’ll have to take me as I am,

I like a bet, I like a dram,

Because I’m just an ordinary guy.

Verse 2

Oh, I can’t find a single name to drop,

And if I could I’m sure they’d soon leave me.

A foreign holiday would be a flop, spoken: (knowing my luck)

I’ll stick to places called something-on-sea.

Chorus 2

I’m never gonna be a saint,

I can’t pretend I’m what I ain’t,

I’ll be like that until the day I die.

I need a girl – no snooty ma’am,

Who will accept me as I am,

Because I’m just an ordinary guy.

Coda

I hope she is extraordinary,

She would have to be.

To put up with me,

Just an ordinary guy.

Spoken: (Now I’ve got to find her – where are you?)

© Copyright May 2014

Written by Leslie Roberts

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