I’m not just another guy,
Another little slice of the pie,
It would be wrong to say,
Luck favours me every time,
Sometimes I see,
People who toil and slog,
Question my leisure,
Call me a fraud,
Its all so wrong,
Whatever you do,
Your true critics,
Rare and few.
There’s no alibi,
To all my sin,
Nothing can stop me now,
I’m born to win.