Written by John Mellencamp
Well I`ve lived and breathed and been disbelieved
in these small town streets too long
I`ve been up with the winners and down with the sinners
And hung on this corner `til dawn
And my hands they have been tied
To a life I`ve been denied
I`m just a small town boy bein` used like a toy
And workin` from nine to five
By the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I`d come staggering home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That wouln`t leave my mind alone
I compromised all my schemes
And flucturated all my dreams
I`m just a small town boy bein` used like a toy
And nothing is like it really seems
(bridge)
But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
The young girls fall back and say
There goes that sleek young silhouette
He don`t drive no Corvette
But he stings just like a Sting Ray
And that`s my only redemption in this house of detention
That keeps me from simply blowin` it all away
`Cause when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat
I say, God don`t take this away
I keep hopin` and wishin` that these romantic positions
Gonna help me hide my pain
And all the hurt that I`ve felt underneath my leather studded belt
Of not finding fortune and fame
But some day I`ll blow `em away with the things that I may sing and
might say
I`m just a small town boy bein` used like a toy
And waitin` for my pay dirt day
I`m just a small town boy bein` used like a toy
And waitin` for my pay day