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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyricist: Roger Miller
Lyrics:
Wrapped in the arms of the wrong kind of girl
her and the jukebox are my only whirl
what could have happened to the big plans l had
my life is so wasted on things cheap and bad
l once had ambition, set out to become
the world's greatest something, but what have l done
l'm a prize winning nothing, no good to the world
just wrapped in the arms of the wrong kind of girl
l used to dream of the wealth l would gain
by many great deeds l would gather my fame
but you can't live on dreams, and soon came a time
when wealth and success seemed to leave me behind
(repeat chorus)
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