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My mother spent ten years sitting by a window |
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Scared if she spoke, she would die of a heart attack |
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She listened as her dreams silently screamed |
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They drowned like little dolphins caught in a fishnet |
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Dear world, I'm pleased to meet you |
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Hey, everybody, when you walk the walk |
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You gotta back it all up you, can you talk the talk? |
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Hey, everybody when I hear the knock |
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Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock? |
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Hey, everybody when my daddy died |
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He had a sad, sad story livin' in his eyes |
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Hey, everybody when you walk the walk |
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You cannot measure out your life to the tick of a clock |
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I wanna walk of my own drum |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum |
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Walk to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum |
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Hey, everybody, when you walk the walk |
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You gotta back it all up but can you talk the talk? |
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Hey, everybody, when I hear the knock |
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Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock |
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Hey, every, hey, everybody |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums |
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Walk to the beat of my own drums |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums, hey |
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Walk to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna live to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna laugh to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna hang ten high, say pleased to meet you |
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Take to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna give to the beat of my own drum |
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Fly, cry, win, lose, live, die, take five |
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Pleased to meet you |
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My Daddy spent ten years living on the outside, looking in |
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He thought that he would never get back, hey, get back |
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Watched his dream walk across a silver screen |
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And he was standing there |
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When the theater went pitch black |
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Dear world I'm pleased to meet you |
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Hey, everybody when I walk the walk |
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I gotta back it all up, can I talk the talk? |
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Hey, everybody, when I hear the knock |
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Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock |
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Hey, every, hey every, hey every, hey everybody |
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Can you walk the walk? |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums |
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Walk to the beat of my own drums |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums, hey |
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Play to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna sing to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna play to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna hang ten high, say pleased to meet you |
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Screw up to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna take it out of town and do it to my drum |
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Scream shout, hide out, win, lose |
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Wipe out, saunter down my street |
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Make love to my baby |
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Make love to my baby |
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It's a wonderful idea, but it doesn't work |
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My own drum, my own beat |
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MY own drum, my own, own, own, own |
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Hey, did you ever get the feeling that it's really a joke? |
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You think you've got it figured out |
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And then you find that you don't? |
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So you say goodbye to the world |
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And now you're floating in space? |
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You got no sense of nothing not even a time or a place? |
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Then suddenly you hear it, it's the beat of your heart |
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And for the first time in your life |
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You know your life is about to start? |
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Oh, yeah, bring it on |
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Hey, everybody, hey, everybody |
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Hey, everybody when you walk the walk |
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You gotta back it all, back it all, back it all, back it all up |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum |
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I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum |
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There's someone knocking in the wall |
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Was it like an echo? |
