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What may I ask |
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Is never enough |
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It's never too sweet |
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And it's never too rough |
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What's there to do |
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While you're waiting your turn |
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Just pick on your scabs |
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And watch your cigarette burn |
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No |
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It's just that I act |
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So stupid sometimes |
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I forget all the rules |
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Of waiting in line |
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Don't get me wrong |
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Because I'm happy to be |
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Anything but still |
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Oh my, what a wonderful day for me |
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There's so much out there |
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That you can't see |
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From sitting in here |
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But don't you worry |
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Because I'll bring you the world |
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I'll bring you it all |
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You don't have to work |
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You don't have to crawl |
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No |
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OK it's time |
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We're leaving this place |
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Tie up your lace |
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For the second footrace |
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The monsters next door |
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And the lack of space |
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Are no longer ours |
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Because we really don't need it |
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Oh my, what a wonderful day for me |
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Bring me back that |
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Nothing better than |
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Being with me |
