Like a princess and a peon
Like a duchess and a pawn
They all look at me and you
They don't know what's going on
Like an ocean and puddle
Like a mountain and a hill
Everybody sees the difference
And their angry hearts get ill
Nobody understands
No one else could ever see
What you ever found attractive
In lowly lonesome little me
If you wanna spend your time
With such an ordinary guy
Fortune smiled in my direction
Don't make no sense to wonder why
by Richard W. Bray
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