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Sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
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I've been standing by the jukebox |
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Hoping he'd ask me to dance |
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How I wish I could run to him and hug him |
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But a girl mustn't make an advance |
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Oh, I'm a girl and it's wonderful |
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It fills my heart with joy |
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But sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
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Oh, he's dancing with another |
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And he's holding her so tight |
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Wish I had nerve to cut right in and stop it |
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But a girl has to be polite |
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Ohh, I'm a girl and it's wonderful |
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It fills my heart with joy |
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But sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
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Now the record hop is over |
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And I think he caught my eye |
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Here he comes heading straight in my direction |
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There he goes, he's passing me by |
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Ohh, I'm a girl and it's wonderful |
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It fills my heart with joy |
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But sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
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Sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
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Sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
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Sometimes, yes sometimes |
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I wish I were a boy |
