| Everybody wants to be a star
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| But shooting stars always burn out way too soon
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| And the sun is way too hot to hold
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| And always leaves after every afternoon
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| So it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| No, it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| So don’t you dare duck behind the clouds and hide
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| You help children dream and you make lovers swoon
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| Don’t you know you’re strong enough to change the tide
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| So it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| No, it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| Even poets say there’s magic in your shine
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| Every night, the whole wide world looks up to you
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| And to stare at the sun would leave them blind
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| So it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| No, it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| It’s not so bad to be the moon
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| So don’t you dare duck behind the clouds and hide
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| You help children dream and you make lovers swoon
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| Don’t you know you’re strong enough to change the tide
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| So it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| No, it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| No, it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| No, it’s not so bad to be the moon
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| It’s not so bad
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| Everybody wants to be a star
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| But shooting stars always burn out way too soon |