| People always comin' up to me and askin'
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| «Dolly, what’s your secret?
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| With all you do, your attitude
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| Just seems to be so good
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| How do you keep it?»
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| Well I’m not the Dalai Lama, but I’ll try
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| To offer up a few words of advice
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| Chorus:
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| You better get to livin', givin'
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| Don’t forget to throw in a little forgivin'
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| And lovin' on the way
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| You better get to knowin', showin'
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| A little bit more concerned about where you’re goin'
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| Just a word unto the wise
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| You better get to livin'
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| A girlfriend came to my house
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| Started cryin' on my shoulder Sunday evening
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| She was spinnin' such a sad tale
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| I could not believe the yarn that she was weavin'
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| So negative the words she had to say
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| I said if I had a violin I’d play
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| I said you’d better get to livin', givin'
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| Be willing and forgivin'
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| Cause all healing has to start with you
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| You better stop whining, pining
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| Get your dreams in line
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| And then just shine, design, refine
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| Until they come true
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| And you better get to livin'
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| Your life’s a wreck, your house is mess
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| And your wardrobe way outdated
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| All your plans just keep on falling through
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| Overweight and under paid, under appreciated
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| I’m no guru, but I’ll tell you
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| This I know is true
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| You better get to livin', givin'
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| A little more thought about bein'
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| A little more willin' to make a better way
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| Don’t sweat the small stuff
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| Keep your chin up Just hang tough
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| And if it gets too rough
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| Fall on your knees and pray
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| And do that everyday
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| Then you’ll get to livin'
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| The day we’re born we start to die
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| Don’t waste one minute of this life
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| Get to livin'
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| Share your dreams and share your laughter
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| Make some points for the great hereafter
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| Better start carin'
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| Better start sharin'
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| Better start tryin'
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| Better start smiling
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| And you better get to livin' |