Demonstrate, I was raised from the start
By a priest and the maid on the part
Still dunno, what to wear on my back
Michigan, punch away Cadillac
If I ever meant to go away
I was raised, I was raised
In a place, in a place
Still, I often think of going back
To the farms, to the farms
Golden arms, golden arms
To remind me if the lakes took the place of the sea
If the cars drove themselves, wait envy
I was sent to the trains moving in
Rivers run in the state Michigan
La, la, la, la la la
Still, I never meant to go away
I was raised, I was raised
In the place in the place
Still, I often think of going back
To the farms, to the farms
Golden arms, golden arms
Try to change them, maybe Michigan
I was raised, I was raised
In a place, in a place
Oh, to remind me

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