I may not be one to rely on
  Too often I'm not even there
  It may be that I don't care
  The way I should do
  And all of that may be unfair
  
  I know it's true
  That I could have made more out of my life
  But we have us, and bit of all we need
  So I won't complain
  And I need no lame excuses
  To be just what I am
  Nothing more
  
  Probably it's true
  That I am sometimes too proud
  Of a career that might be even
  Not worth talking about
  
  I know that all our friends
  Might make more money than I do
  But I don't want to be in their shoes
  Because that's my point of view
  
  I know it's true
  That I could have made more out of my life
  But we have us, and bit of all we need
  So I won't complain
  And I need no lame excuses
  To be just what I am
  Nothing more
  
  I could be a man of means
  With a big house and a limousine
  I could be all of that and more
  And I could work all day
  And work all night as well
  Oh yes, I know
  I know too well
  
  That it's true
  That I could have made more out of my life
  But we have us, and a bit of all we need
  So I won't complain
  And I need no lame excuses
  To be just what I am
  Nothing more
  
  None of us would need any lame excuses
  If we were what we are
  Nothing more