In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motelIn the dark and dusty corner by the TV shelfIs a small reminder of a simpler timeWhen a crumpled-up pair of trousers lost a brand new dimeWell you ask me how I make it throughAnd now my mint condition could belong to youWhen I m on the groundI roll through townI m president you don t rememberGetting kicked aroundI m a dimeI m fineAnd I shineI m freshly mintedI am determinedNot to be dentedBy a carby a planeOr anything not yet inventedI m a dimeI m fineAnd I shineIn the hiss and rumble of the freeway soundsAs the afternoon commuters drive their cars aroundThere s a ringle jingle near the underpassThere s a sparkle near the fastfood garbage and roadside trashI m a dimeI m fineAnd I shineI m freshly mintedI m silver-platedI m underratedYou won t even pick me up cuz I m not enoughFor all of the phonecallI m a dimeI m fineAnd I shineI m a dimeI m fineAnd I shineI m a dimeI m fineAnd I shine

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