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

And if I was a movie star
I'd sip honey from a pickle jar
In the back of my limousine
An' they'd call me an icon
An' 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 an' believe it
An' I believe it; I believe it

If I'm just an outsider
I'm livin' in a trailer
With a black and white TV set
If only I was President, yeah
You know I'd paint the White House pink
An' never have to pay the rent
If only I was President

I guess it's there for the taking
I thing it's all yours and mine, ah, ha, ha, ha, ha
My preacher says I've got to see it an' believe it

An' I believe I won't sleep
'Til I've had enough
(An' I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup, uh
An' I believe I won't sleep
'Til I've had enough
Until I've had enough

Delicious surprise
Now I do believe
(You're still in' my life)
Now it's there all the time
Inside, I knew it all the time

I got me somethin' to believe in
But all I really want now is a handful of salvation

An' I believe I won't sleep
'Til I've had enough
(An' I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup, uh
An' I believe I won't sleep
'Til I've had enough
Until I've had enough

I believe I won't sleep
'Til I've had enough
(An' I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup
An' I believe I won't sleep
'Til I've had enough
Until I've had enough
'Til I've had enough
Mmm, mmm, mmm

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