Sam I Am Sammy Hagar and the Wabos

Well, I tried to be your paper boy
Tried to be your boy scout
Tried to be your ice cream man
But I could not be your soldier
Or even drive your bus
My skills weren't always that obvious

Yeah, but I hope you understand
I'll do the best I can
I ain't no perfect man
But Sam I am

I'm a back-talking fighter
A silver bullet biter
I'm a flip flop slider
And guitar moonlighter
I'm your 'prove it all night'-er
Your holy ghost writer
Pale of shade whiter
I'm your rock 'n' roll driver
Oh yeah, oh yeah
That's all I am

Yeah, then I, I tried to be your oil man
Tried to be your big boss
Tried to be your broker but you took a loss
It's just a hopeless case
And I ain't no lawyer
I only got a few tricks I can show ya