I spit on the streets in san. Called the record and company man. My enthusiasm filled the room. I was young and I was keen. With the devil in my stream. As I hollowed at an old blues tune. We can't sign your sign. 'Cause we're doper than the mole. That you had on your nose and your clothes. I should thank you gentleman. For this life that you brought me. Now move on down the road. I remember how I used to say. They can't stop me now. The world is waiting. It's my turn to stand out in the crowd. They can't stop me now. The tide is turning. I'm gonna make you proud. Well nothing was tough. But I couldn't get enough. Out this rhythm and blues I crave. I was singing in the parks. Singing in the clubs. Then along came agony. All the things he said to me. And all the things I heard. I had a point to prove. I will climb this mountain. With this god given gift. If it's the last thing that I do. And I remember thinking. They can't stop me now. The world is waiting. It's my turn to stand out in the crowd. They can't stop me now. The tide is turning. I'm gonna make you proud. Born to ramble. Born to sing. In a new world of rock n roll. Woman in particular. Feel my heart will cry. And if I hold my song. Thanks for the faith. Thanks for the patience. Thanks for the helping hand. Thanks for the love. Thanks for the guidance. Thanks for the talk and pride. They can't stop me now. The world is waiting. It's my turn to stand out in the crowd. They can't stop me now. The tide is turning. I'm gonna make you proud