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When I was just a little girl |
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I asked my mother what will I be |
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Will I be pretty, will I be rich |
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Here's what she said to me |
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*Que sera, sera |
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Whatever will be, will be |
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The future's not ours to see |
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Que sera, sera |
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What will be, will be |
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When I grew up and fell in love |
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I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead |
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Will we have rainbows day after day |
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Here's what my sweetheart said |
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*Que sera, sera |
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Whatever will be, will be |
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The future's not ours to see |
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Que sera, sera |
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What will be, will be |
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Now I have children of my own |
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They asked their mother what will I be |
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Will I be handsome, will I be rich |
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I tell them tenderly |
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*Que sera, sera |
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Whatever will be, will be |
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The future's not ours to see |
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Que sera, sera |
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What will be, will be |
