If I won me the lottery
I d dance naked in the street
With a top hat full of money
& you d wanna get to know me
if I won me the lottery

& if I was a movie star
I d sip honey from a pickle jar
in the back of my limousine
& they d call me an icon
& I d be lookin back at you
from the cover of the People magazine

I guess it s all for the takin
I guess it s all yours and mine
my sister says I got to see it & believe it
& I believe I believe it

But I m just an outsider
livin in a trailer with my black & white TV set
If only I was President
you know I d paint the White House pink
& never have to pay the rent
if only I was President

I guess it s all there for the takin
I think it s all yours & mine
My preacher says I got to see it to believe it
& I believe
Won t sleep till I ve had enough
I believe won t sip my wine from no paper cup
I believe won t sleep till I ve had enough

Delicious Surprise
Now I do believe
No fear in my eyes
Now I can see

Heaven s inside inside inside
I knew it all the time
Got me somethin to believe in
but all I really want now is
a handful of salvation

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