[Verse 1] Some folks are born made to wave that flag Ooh that red, white n blue And when they play Hail to the Cheif Ooh they point the cannon at you, Lord [Chorus] It aint me, it aint me I aint no senators son It aint me, it aint me I aint no fortunate son [Verse 2] Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, dont they help themselves? And when the taxman comes knocking on their door Ooh the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah [Chorus] It aint me, it aint me I aint no presidents son It aint me, it aint me I aint no millionaires son, no, no [Verse 3] Some folks in [?] star spangled eyes Ooh they send you out to war And when you ask them How much do we give? Ooh they yell me asking for more and more and more and more and more and... [Chorus] It aint me, it aint me I aint no presidents son, no, no It aint me, it aint me I aint no fortunate son, son, son, son It aint me, it aint me I aint no millionaires son, no, no It aint me, it aint me I aint no fortunate one, no, no
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