| I don’t know why you always get so insecure
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| I wish you could see what I see when
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| you’re looking in the mirror
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| And why won’t you believe me when I say
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| That to me you get more beautiful, everyday
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| When you’re looking at the magazines
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| And thinking that you’ll never measure up
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| You’re wrong
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| Cause you’re my cover, cover girl
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| I think you’re a superstar, yeah you are
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| Why don’t you know
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| Yeah, you’re so pretty that it hurts
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| It’s what’s underneath your skin
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| The beauty that shines within
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| You’re the only one that rocks my world
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| My cover girl
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| Oh, my cover girl
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| You walk in rainboots on a perfect summer day
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| Somehow you always see the dark side,
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| when everything’s okay
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| And you wear baggy clothes that camoflague your shape
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| Whoa, but you know that I love you,
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| just the way you’re made
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| When you’re looking at the magazines
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| And thinking that you’re just not good enough
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| You’re so wrong, baby
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| Cause you’re my cover, cover girl
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| I think you’re a superstar, yeah you are
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| Why don’t you know
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| Yeah, you’re so pretty that it hurts
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| It’s what’s underneath your skin
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| The beauty that shines within
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| You’re the only one that rocks my world
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| My cover girl
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| Got a heart of gold, a perfect original
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| Wish you would stop being so hard on yourself for a while
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| And when I see that face
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| I’d try a thousand ways
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| I would do anything to make you smile
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| Cause you’re my cover, cover girl
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| I think you’re a superstar, yeah you are
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| Why don’t you know
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| Yeah, you’re so pretty that it hurts
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| It’s what’s underneath your skin
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| The beauty that shines within
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| You’re the only one that rocks my world
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| My cover girl
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| Oh, my cover girl
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| Oh, my cover girl
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| Whoa oh, my cover girl
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| Whoa oh, my cover girl |