Dime

In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motel
 In the dark and dusty corner by the TV shelf
 Is a small reminder of a simpler time
 When a crumpled up pair of trousers cost a brand new dime
 Well you ask me how I made it through?
 And how my mint condition could belong to you?
 When I'm on the ground, I roll through town
 I'm a president you don't remember getting kicked around
 I'm a dime
 I'm fine
 And I shine, I'm freshly minted
 I am determined not to be dented
 By a car or by a plane or anything not yet invented
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 I'm a dime
 I'm fine
 And I shine
 In the hiss and rumble of the freeway sounds
 As the afternoon commuters drive their cars around
 There's a ringle jingle near the underpass
 There's a sparkle near the fast food garbage and roadside trash
 I'm a dime
 I'm fine
 And I shine, I'm freshly minted
 I'm silver plated, I'm underrated
 You won't even pick me up
 Because I'm not enough for a local phone call
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 I'm a dime
 I'm fine
 And I shine
 I'm a dime
 I'm fine
 And I shine
 I'm a dime
 I'm fine
 And I shine