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  1. Poor Man
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She’s looking for a man to take back to her parents in Austin
And they’re thinking Ivy League or educated in Boston
But me, I’m from the streets down in New Orleans
And football and cans of beer ain’t their sort of thing

I’m just a poor, poor man trying to make it alive
And her with her store-bought tans and fancy cars she drives
She’s speaks of caviar, but I don’t know what that is
And I’m just a poor, poor man trying to make it alive

She don’t appreciate what it’s like to get by on a paycheck
She’s sparkling gold, diamond rings and Lexus
But me, I’m public school, fast food and blue jeans
She don’t, no she don’t, know what hard work means

She don’t know I can give her more than any dollar can
She can’t see that in my eyes
She can spend her money, but she cannot pay the price