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Not My Kin (Country) Video (MV)




Performed By: Rita Ree
Language: English
Length: 4:03
Written by: ANDY REEDMAN
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Rita Ree - Not My Kin (Country) Lyrics




When I was young I told myself
That I'd work hard not sit on the shelf
I'd reach for things that we never had
Like a sexy car and penthouse pad
I took my chances, I took on debt
And did all I could to win that bet
So when at last, I could afford
A great big house with a tennis court
I had this feeling
I couldn't ignore

They're not my kin
They're not my kin
Their snooty style
Their phony smiles
Put me in exile
They're not my kin
It's a clique lock in
I don't know why
I ever aspired
To be like them

Then I learned most of the wealthy
Inherited cash which is so unhealthy
They grew up living a lie
Had whatever they want without having to try
Luxury goods and something to flaunt
I was convinced that's what I want
So when at last, I could afford
The great big house and a tennis court
I got this feeling
I couldn't ignore

They're not my kin
They're not my kin
Their snooty style
Their phony smiles
Put me in exile
They're not my kin
It's a clique lock in
I don't know why
I ever aspired
To be like them
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English

When I was young I told myself
That I'd work hard not sit on the shelf
I'd reach for things that we never had
Like a sexy car and penthouse pad
I took my chances, I took on debt
And did all I could to win that bet
So when at last, I could afford
A great big house with a tennis court
I had this feeling
I couldn't ignore

They're not my kin
They're not my kin
Their snooty style
Their phony smiles
Put me in exile
They're not my kin
It's a clique lock in
I don't know why
I ever aspired
To be like them

Then I learned most of the wealthy
Inherited cash which is so unhealthy
They grew up living a lie
Had whatever they want without having to try
Luxury goods and something to flaunt
I was convinced that's what I want
So when at last, I could afford
The great big house and a tennis court
I got this feeling
I couldn't ignore

They're not my kin
They're not my kin
Their snooty style
Their phony smiles
Put me in exile
They're not my kin
It's a clique lock in
I don't know why
I ever aspired
To be like them
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Writer: ANDY REEDMAN
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