Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh

You always wanted to be a singer
People told you, you was a dead ringer
For Marvin Gaye and one of these days
You’d be singing at the Hollywood Bowl
Well, one thing led to another
It was a full time job just tryin' to cover your assets
You had some bad debts
Y’know the Boulevard took its toll
You still got some fire in your belly
Stand back and don’t try to tell me
It can’t be done 'cause son of a gun

Never give up
Never give up
Never give up on a dream - no

Woah-oh-oh
I had a dream, believe it or not
You wanted to be a cop
Walk the beat and keep the streets safe for everyone
Ah, but your dream went left and you went right
The next thing you know you’re workin' at night
Wearin' six-inch heels instead of a badge and a gun - oh
You've still got some cards on the table
I swear, as long as you’re able
To draw a breath just do your best
Never give up on a dream
Gotta keep your eye on the prize
The brass ring looks just your size
No excuse no alibis

Never give up
Never give up
Never give up on a dream

It's just a dream, y'know what I mean?
You got to seize the opportunity and go to extremes
To find your dance now
Make a stance now
And empower your hour of chance now
So go an' chase it
Don’t ya waste it
It’s like a pie in the sky, you can almost taste it
Never give up on a dream - oo!
You've still got some fire in your belly
Stand back and don’t try to tell me
It can’t be done 'cause son of a gun
Never give up on a dream - no
Kick you out in the cold, you’ll make it
Squeeze you into a mold, you’ll break it
If there’s a fork in the road, you’ll take it

Never give up
Never give up, never
Never give up on a dream - ow
Never give up on a dream