I wish I was a pilot Flying on a paper plane I'm standing on the shoulders of giants To be seen by every man And the good folks know I'm a sinner But my intentions was always on time With a slap on the wrist A kiss on the cheek You give to me what's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine Come in What's mine Oh yeah come in Stripped down, open and naked And no one really seems to care Apparently you know the difference Between the money and a millionaire Now the good folks know I'm a sinner But my intentions was always on time With a slap on the wrist A kiss on the cheek You give to me what's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine Come in What's mine Oh yeah come in What's mine Come in I used to wanna be a hero Until I found out even heroes die I'm Peter Parker's alter ego Waiting on the telephone line The devil made me a sinner But the girls come say this time As you turn your head, you go walking into bed You leave when you need what's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine Come in And take what's mine to keep I'll tell the sorrows that tomorrow's dreams could be But I'll live it all