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i was an only child for most of my life, living with a mother that would work three jobs just to survive, growing up right outside of minneapolis, she always gave me more than enough, oh, to some we looked poor, but we were always rich with love, my old man was far, but we were okay, he'd fly me out to visit the sunny l.a. oh, he married to a woman and they had a child, but still he pass away to know, oh, i'll must know the day, and how we may be rich with love, love, love, i left home and moved to brooklyn, new york, i didn't know it was only me in entire town, and was heading off course, but i've figured out what made the most of my time, trying to get out of love, oh, i never had much, but i was always rich with love, love, love, my girl works a job she said that she hate, and i can't seem to help bring down the unemployment way, but the millie want to get it all without the peers, it doesn't matter time's all tough, oh, just having her around, it always makes me rich with love, love, love, love

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Artist: american authors