(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood). Never been a millionaire. and I tell you mama I don't care. Never gonna own a race-horse. or a fast back mid-engine Porsche. don't think Iaeš£l own a private jet. on the Stock Exchange Iaeš¦ no threat. So wonaeš° you help me make up my mind. Donaeš° you think Iaešž better get myself back home. Sitting in the moonlight glow. excuse me if my feelings show. Watching all the trucks roll by. dreaming up an alibi. You see back home Iaeš¦ considered the fool. but maybe theyaeš®e right I don't know. So canaeš° you help make up my mind. Don't you think Ibetter get myself back home. Who cares. Daddy says heaeš£l buy me car. to drive just as far as I need. He wants me back at any expense. Heaeš¯ got a lot more money than sense. Funny but now that I'm gone. they all wanna be concerned. Oh please can you make up my mind. Don't you think I better get myself back home. Just don't know what to do. Maybe I walk maybe I ride maybe I never ever decide. Get out da way. I gotta get on home. I gotta get home as soon as I can