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Bo bo bee, bo bee, bo bo-bo bee, bo bee, bo |
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I couldn't bear to be special, i couldn't bear, couldn't bear. i couldn't bear, right ? |
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Bo bee, bo bee, bo |
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So don't look at me and say, that i'm the very one, who makes the cornball things occur, the shiver of the fur. |
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Don't expect so much of me, i'm just an also-ran, |
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There's a mile between the way you see me and the way i am. |
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So, don't stare at me that way, of course it gives me pride, |
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But i won't take on the risk, of letting down the sweet sweet side |
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Did you mean to humble me ? |
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So you did it unsuspectingly ! |
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Oh words are trains, for moving past what really has no name. |
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Bo bo bee, bo bee, bo |
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I couldn't bear to be special, i couldn't bear, couldn't bear. |
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So, don't look at me and say, that i'm the very one, who makes the cornball things occur, the shiver of the fur, right ? |
