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I was meant for the stage, |
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I was meant for the curtain. |
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I was meant to tread these boards, |
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Of this much i am certain. |
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I was meant for the crowd, |
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I was meant for the shouting. |
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I was meant to raise these hands |
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With quiet all about me. oh, oh. |
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Mother, please, be proud. |
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Father, be forgiven. |
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Even though you told me |
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'Son, you'll never make a living.' oh, oh. |
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From the floorboards to the fly, |
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Here I was fated to reside. |
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And as I take my final bow, |
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Was there ever any doubt? |
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And as the spotlights fade away, |
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And you're escorted through the foyer, |
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You will resume your callow ways, |
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But I was meant for the stage. |
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The heavens at my birth |
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Intended me for stardom, |
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Rays of light shone down on me |
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And all my sins were pardoned. |
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I was meant for applause. |
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I was meant for derision. |
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Nothing short of fate itself |
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Has affected my decision. oh, oh. |
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From the floorboards to the fly, |
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here i was fated to reside. |
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And as I take my final bow, |
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Was there ever any doubt? |
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And as the spotlights fade away, |
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And you're escorted through the foyer, |
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You will resume your callow ways, |
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But I was meant for the stage. |
