It’s good to be me—who else would I be
I’m content within my own skin
There’s much room for improvement—and much forward movement
And sometimes that skin is too thin
The only time I was really cool
Was when I didn’t try to be
And I was only interesting
When I was totally me
It’s good to be me—who else would I be
I’m content within my own skin
There’s much room for improvement—and much forward movement
And sometimes that skin is too thin
You might look at my life and think
That it doesn’t add up to much
But I bear the immutable marks
Of the Master’s implacable touch
It’s good to be me—who else would I be
I’m content within my own skin
There’s much room for improvement—and much forward movement
And sometimes that skin is too thin
There have been people that I have admired
And tried to emulate
But I soon grew tired—that’s not how I’m wired
So I finally follow my own fate
It’s good to be me—who else would I be
I’m content within my own skin
There’s much room for improvement—and much forward movement
And sometimes that skin is too thin
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