In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motel
In the dark and dusty corner by the TV shelf
Is a small reminder of a simpler time
When a crumpled-up pair of trousers lost a brand new dime

Well you ask me how I made it through
And now my mint condition could belong to you
When I´m on the ground
I roll through town
I´m a president you don´t remember
Getting kicked around

I´m a dime
I´m fine
And I shine, I´m freshly minted
I am determined
Not to be dented
By a car, by a plane
Or anything not yet invented

I´m a dime
I´m fine
And I shine

In the hiss and rumble of the freeway sounds
As the afternoon commuters drive their cars around
There´s a ringle jingle near the underpass
There´s a sparkle near the fastfood garbage and roadside trash

I´m a dime
I´m fine
And I shine, I´m freshly minted
I´m silver-plated
I´m underrated
You won´t even pick me up cause I´m not enough
For a local phonecall

I´m a dime
I´m fine
And I shine
I´m a dime
I´m fine
And I shine
I´m a dime
I´m fine
And I shine