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Sear of faces |
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Rolling on the big wave |
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Wish that I could dive right in |
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Shiny faces, |
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Glowing in the light rays |
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Smiling at me, sink or swim |
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I put my words upon their lips |
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I put my body at their finger tips |
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And |
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It feels like somebody loves you, |
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Somebody understands |
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It gets like you gotta be there |
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You gotta see those hands |
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It's my party |
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I don't have to impress |
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I don't have to try too hard |
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Yeah it's my party |
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I don't have to care less |
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I can always play my part |
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They know my face and they know my name |
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They know my shamelessness |
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But not my shame |
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And |
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It feels like somebody loves you, |
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Somebody understands |
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It gets like you gotta be there |
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You gotta see those hands |
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Reaching out, reaching up for somebody |
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And I'm the only one they see |
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Lucky break just as well they don't realise |
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That I need them much more |
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Than they need me |
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Hello home boy |
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Welcome to the real world |
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Say what planet have I been on |
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Time to wake up |
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Time to smell the roses |
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Who's gonna love me when they've gone |
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What will I do without my wishing well |
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What will I say if I can't talk about myself |
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I may be crazy, you can call me mad |
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I call it simple you call it sad |
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But it feels like somebody loves you, |
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Somebody understands |
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It gets like you gotta be there |
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You gotta see those hands |
