Lyrics:

I don't run for the money, honey
It don't mean a thing
And the power and the glory
Never ever made a man a king
I don't need to ride
In a long black limousine
I don't need to see my picture
On the cover of a magazine
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Just need a little satisfaction
Hit me like a chain reaction
Talking bout the pride and passion
And the thrill of it all
Talking bout the pride and passion
And the thrill of it all
I don't need to read my name
All over the front page news
Better save your ink, mister
Cause I ain't got no use
Maybe you could say that I'm
Just another prisoner of love
It's the only thing I know for sure
To help me rise above
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And it burns me like a fire
I can feel it take me higher
And it gets down under my skin
Makes me wanna give
That wheel a spin
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I'm talking bout the pride and passion
And the thrill of it all
Talking bout the pride and passion
And the thrill of it all