| There she stumbles
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| Falling to her knees
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| I think she tripped on reality
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| I have witnessed
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| Tragic comedies
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| And that’s the world in which she leads
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| Well, I would walk a million miles
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| To give her all that she needs
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| But she would walk a million more
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| To do what she believes
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| Now
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| She’ll have a perfect day
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| Now
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| She’ll have a perfect day
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| Troubles blooming
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| Innocence will fade
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| But still she’s dry through all the rain
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| There’s no purpose
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| She has yet to crave
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| She’s like the big dog on parade
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| Well, I would walk a million miles
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| To give her all that she needs
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| But she would walk a million more
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| To do well as she pleased
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| Now
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| She’ll have a perfect day
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| Now
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| She’ll have a perfect day
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| I can’t figure this one out
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| I’ve no words here to explain
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| She’ll just sugar kiss me off
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| She’ll just have another perfect day
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| Well, I would walk a million miles
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| To give her all that she needs
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| But she would walk a million more
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| To do well as she pleased
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| Now
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| She had a perfect day
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| Ooh, yes she had a perfect day
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| She had a perfect day
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| Ooh, she had a perfect day
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| Now
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| She had a perfect day
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| Ooh, yes she had a perfect day
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| She had a perfect day
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| Ooh, she had a perfect day |