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The first year that she was around |
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Little finger in her mouth |
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She seemed a soap bubble machine |
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The second year she carried on |
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Being charming and along came all |
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Her endless fantasies |
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I don't believe in intelligent design |
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But somehow she is divine |
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She became, though a bit shy |
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An entertainer in disguise |
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At three she had her fans to please |
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Then last year she bumped her head |
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Going up the stairs |
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And for one night the star was |
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Mummified |
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I don't believe in intelligent design |
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But she surely is divine |
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I can give her some advice |
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Tell her what or not to try |
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But sometimes good intentions can |
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Be harsh |
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Forget inspirational speeches |
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Like "if you're eager you can reach it" |
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Manuals will never satisfy |
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You decide |
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The first year that she was around |
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Was a ride but just a start |
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I can't tell her what's ahead |
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Before now i want her back |
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