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"I want - to be - a big - big star" "I want - to be - a big - big star" |
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The girl by the back-cloth is smoking her head off |
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While waiting for her turn to shine |
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While under the heat of the lights come and meet |
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The big men who could make her big time. |
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Oh there's such a lot of distance between |
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Her first audition and making the screen |
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Well she might do well |
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Or even excel |
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But somehow more likely they'll shatter her dream. |
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She has a lot to learn |
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And I hope she learns |
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For there's such a strong attraction |
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There's a fundamental reason |
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Which explains her action. "I want - to be - a big - big star" "I want - to be - a big - big star" |
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Well you must admire her conviction and fire |
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Let's hope it's sufficiently well lit |
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With all her devices avoiding the vices |
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Would seem an impossible skit. |
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Oh there's such a lot of distance between |
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Her first audition and making the screen |
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Well she might do well |
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Or even excel |
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But somehow more likely they'll shatter her dream. |
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She has a lot to learn |
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And I hope she learns |
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For there's such a strong attraction |
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There's a fundamental reason |
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Which explains her action. "Alright Charlie, who've we got next?" "Why not try the chick with the long hair?" "Yeah! She, er she could be right Why don't you have her up on the stage And get her to do a few things?" { |
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PORTIA} The quality of mercy is not strain'd; |
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It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven |
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Upon the place beneath. |
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It is twice blest: |
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It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. ' |
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Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes |
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The throned monarch better than his crown; |
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His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, |
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The attribute to awe and majesty, |
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Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; |
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But mercy is above this sceptred sway, |
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It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, |
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It is an attribute to |
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God himself; |
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And earthly power doth then show likest |
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God's When mercy seasons justice. |
