| Just another one, four, five about as cute as can be
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| And danceable but I don’t really care
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| I was just glad I’m alive and I had nothing else to do
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| And besides, the beat was already there
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| Oh, that’s right, no it wasn’t me, I didn’t do it
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| Say what you will but you can’t blame a thing on me
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| And really even if you could I said «I couldn’t care less»
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| Not now, not today, this morning you got me feeling free
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| Yeah, just me
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| This one’s, this one’s just for me
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| Yeah, yeah, just me
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| Oh, some things, some things are just for me
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| I swear to God I took a walk and it occurred to me while I was outside
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| That if I was looking for a miracle I might do well to look up to the sky
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| The dawn bringing open the day you’d say that it was blinding me
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| But still I had to stop right there and wonder why
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| Now, I know for certain, 'cause I’ve been around
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| That the sun shines every day, even though you might not get to see
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| No matter who, no matter where, no matter weather permitting
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| The miracle is that sometimes it can burn just for you
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| Or just me
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| Oh, this one’s burning just for me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah me
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| Oh, some things, some things are just for me
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| I wrote the editor for some news print shots
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| But he just sent me some old forget-me-nots
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| And this ain’t Vegas but I’ve played the slots
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| So I figure on dropping one coin in
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| And some old Seminole yelled «look out below»
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| You know long ago they wouldn’t let him go
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| But now they’re laying low in Idaho
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| And so Geronimo, he finally gets to win
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| Or lose, who cares about the news
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| We all live and schmooze, as we choose
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| The effort’s always in the details
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| I’ve put in my time
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| I bump and grind and rise and shine
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| I whine and whine and pine and ache like everybody else
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| Yeah, me
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| Oh, this one’s, this one’s just for me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah me
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| Oh, some things, some things are just for me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah me
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| Oh, this one’s, this one’s just for me
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| Yeah, me
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| Oh, some things, some things are just for me
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| Just another one, four, five about as cute as can be
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| And danceable but I don’t really care |