| You’ve gotta get up every morning
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| Put a smile on your face
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| And show the world
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| All the love in your heart
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| Then people are gonna treat you better
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| You’re gonna find,
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| Yes you will
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| That you’re beautiful as you feel
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| Waiting at the station
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| With the work day wind a-blowing
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| I’ve got nothing to do But watch the passers by Mirrored in their faces
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| I see frustration growing
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| And they don’t see a-showing
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| Why do i?
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| You’ve gotta get up every morning
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| Put a smile on your face
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| And show the world
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| All the love in your heart
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| Then people are gonna treat you better
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| You’re gonna find,
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| Yes you will
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| That you’re beautiful as you feel
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| I have often asked myself
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| The reason for the sadness
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| In the world
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| But tears are just a lullaby
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| If there’s any answer
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| May be love kind
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| And the madness may be not
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| Oh, but we can only try
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| You’ve gotta get up every morning
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| Put a smile on your face
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| And show the world
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| All the love in your heart
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| Then people are gonna treat you better
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| You’re gonna find,
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| Oh, yes, you will
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| That you’re beautiful…
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| Yes, you’re beautiful…
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| Yeah, beautiful as you feel! |