I was raised by the river a long way from town

Down where the dirt's more red than brown

Just a regular guy with a big screen TV

Trying to get what's coming to me

I'm not saying I'm special

Though I reckon I am

Just haven't figured out what this world's all about

Or why I owe a hundred grand

I'm a mediocre man in a mediocre world

Trying to find a mediocre girl

I'm not saying life's easy

Or I'm good at solving clues

I put my pants on two legs at a time

Same as I do with my shoes

It's been six months of Sundays since I run into my ex

I sure do miss our mediocre sex

I'm not saying you're not pretty

Oh, I reckon you are

And I'm handsome enough I've heard the girls say

When they close their eyes and lower the bar

I'm a mediocre man in a mediocre world

Just trying to find a mediocre girl

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