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Take a ride through the solar system |
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Pick a star |
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Hope it fits in your pocket |
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You know they love you |
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but you just don't fit in |
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You're swinging punches |
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Boxing shadows (are?) sockets |
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You dance like Marilyn Monroe |
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Juliet where's your Romeo? |
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And they're pushing you |
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Pulling you, stretching you |
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They're somehow sucking the life out of you |
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You're begging them please to stop |
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If I could I would buy you one hundred thousand stars |
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Put them all in your pocket |
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For all those rainy days |
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You need the bitter soul |
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The sweet tastes sweeter |
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Sweeter still, sweetness all else follows |
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Those rainy days |
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He dances like Elvis Presley |
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Juliet, he's no Romeo |
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No |
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And they're pushing you |
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Pulling you, stretching you |
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They're somehow sucking the life out of you |
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You're begging them please to stop |
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They're mocking and poking fun at you |
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They're laughing but at you, not with you |
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You're begging them please to stop |
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He sings like Frank Sinatra |
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Juliet, I'm your Romeo |
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And they're pushing you |
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Pulling you, stretching you |
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They're somehow sucking the life out of you |
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You're begging them please to stop |
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They're mocking and poking fun at you |
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They're laughing but at you, not with you |
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You're begging them please to stop |
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And you're dancing with him |
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And it should be me |
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I hide it well but it's killing me |
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I'm begging you please to stop |
