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I don't miss where I came from
But each night, I dream about being back home
When I wake up in the morning
I'm too tired, too tired of being alone
So I get up and go downtown
And pick me out a little piece of ground
Where I can prove something to the world
I can prove something to the world
Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me
