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I look in the mirror, I stand one eighty five |
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I'm glad I'm not too short, I'm glad that I'm alive |
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There's sometimes on a bad day, I got no self esteem |
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Especially when I see those shiny color magazines |
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Lord, you know I can see the picture now |
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Of the transformation they could do for me |
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If I was dumb enough I'd pick up that phone |
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And get in line, and they could stretch my sallow skin until it shines |
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Desire and envy, welling up in your heart |
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You wanna take a hammer to your next door neighbours car |
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So you dream of the good life, and how the fantasy burns |
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Makes you gamble on the tv, but you'll never ever learn |
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One in a million is better odds than you've got |
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But you still believe that this could be the one |
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Why don't you just relax and try to concieve the perfect plan |
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Or you can rub your lucky charm until it shines |
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Until it shines |
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You spent your heart and money on a house of cards |
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Not knowing which way the wind will blow |
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Invested all your loveing on a crazy whim |
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And there's no telling where she'll go |
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So you spend your time dreaming, thinking how it used to be |
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'Til you come to know the meaning of regreat |
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You've convinced yourself that everything's going how it ought to be, in your head |
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You're polishing the dirt until it shines |
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Lord until it shines, oh |
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Until it shines |
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Lord until it shines, oh |
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All that we're praying for, it ain't always what we find |
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So all of us sit waiting for the sun until it shines |