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Little girl alone on the playground |
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Tired of gettin' teased and gettin' pushed around |
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Wishin' she was invisible |
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To them |
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She ran home cryin' |
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'Why do they hate me?' |
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And Mama wiped the tears and said |
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'Baby, you're brave and you're beautiful. |
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So, hold your head high. |
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Don't ever let 'em define |
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The light in your eyes. |
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Love yourself, give them Hell. |
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You can take on this world. |
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You just stand and be strong |
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And then fight |
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Like a girl.' |
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At 31 she was wheelin' and dealin' |
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Kept on hittin' that same glass ceilin' |
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She was never gonna be one of the boys, no |
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She coulda gave up on her ambition |
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And spent the rest of her life just wishin' |
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Instead she listened to her mama's voice sayin' |
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'Hold your head high. |
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Don't ever let 'em define |
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The light in your eyes. |
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Love yourself, give them Hell. |
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You can take on this world. |
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You just stand and be strong |
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And then fight |
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Like a girl.' |
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Oh, with style and grace |
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Kick ass and take names |
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Ten years of climbin' that ladder |
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Oh, but money and power don't matter |
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When the doctor said 'the cancer spread' |
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She holds on tight to her husband and babies |
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And says 'this is just another test God gave me. |
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And I know just how to handle this' |
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I'll hold my head high |
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I'll never let this define |
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The light in my eyes |
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Love myself, give it Hell |
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I'll take on this world |
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If I stand and be strong |
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No, I'll never give up |
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I will conquer with love |
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And I'll fight like |
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Like a girl |
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Ooh |
