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You can't tell me what to do anymore |
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cos I'm free as a bird and I'm glad to be |
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who I want to be. |
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Cos I've been under the thumb for too long |
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with youtelling me I've got it worng again, |
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and you can't pretend. |
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But I don't care what you 're thinking at all, |
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stop trying to make me feel small, |
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cos I think you're a big know-it-all. |
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Look here darling, I'll never be you |
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cos it's crazy for there to be two of us |
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- isn't one enough? |
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But you keep trying to take over |
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and I'm not going to surrender, |
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cos you've got some gall |
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and I think you're a big know-it-all. |
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You can't tell me what to do anymore |
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cos I'm free as a bird |
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and I'm glad to be |
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who I want to be. |
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Cos I've been talking it over |
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and now I'm looking for closure |
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cos it's no ball |
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when you live with a big know-it-all. |
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And I think you're a big know-it-all. |
