I may not be one to rely on

Too often I'm not even there

It may be that I don't care

The way I should do

And all of that may be unfair



I know it's true

That I could have made more out of my life

But we have us, and bit of all we need

So I won't complain

And I need no lame excuses

To be just what I am

Nothing more



Probably it's true

That I am sometimes too proud

Of a career that might be even

Not worth talking about



I know that all our friends

Might make more money than I do

But I don't want to be in their shoes

Because that's my point of view



I know it's true

That I could have made more out of my life

But we have us, and bit of all we need

So I won't complain

And I need no lame excuses

To be just what I am

Nothing more



I could be a man of means

With a big house and a limousine

I could be all of that and more

And I could work all day

And work all night as well

Oh yes, I know

I know too well



That it's true

That I could have made more out of my life

But we have us, and a bit of all we need

So I won't complain

And I need no lame excuses

To be just what I am

Nothing more



None of us would need any lame excuses

If we were what we are

Nothing more