| I know a boy who lived in a shed
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| And got a day job just to level his head
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| He couldn’t always open the blinds to lovely days
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| That kept on passing him by
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| Then I heard him cry, «I just wanna make it right»
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| I just wanna make it right
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| I just wanna make it right
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| I just wanna make it right
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| Oh I, I just wanna make it right
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| I know a girl who loved her guitar but couldn’t play it when her classes got
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| hard
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| They tried to tell her «forget that path and get a job that’s gonna make you
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| some cash»
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| Then I heard her sigh, «I just wanna make it right»
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| I just wanna make it right
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| I just wanna make it right
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| I just wanna make it right
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| Oh I, I just wanna make it right |