| Spotlight’s on, it’s shining bright
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| And I like standin' in it
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| It’s only superficial light
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| But I don’t want to end it
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| It’s warmth and glow has taken hold
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| And I’m caught up in it’s shine
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| A Cinderella fairy tale
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| I want to claim as mine
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| Fancy clothes, a magic coach
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| And happy ever after
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| Like something from a story book
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| The Cinderella chapter
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| But when the clock strikes midnight
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| And I lie awake in bed
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| Things my Daddy told me
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| Keep running through my head
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| You gotta walk the straight and narrow
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| And to thine own self be true
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| Gotta aim straight as an arrow
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| All eyes are up on you
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| But sometimes it feels so good
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| That I can almost justify
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| Is it wrong for me to want
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| The sweeter grass that’s greener?
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| To chase the all-American dream
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| I’ve always been a dreamer
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| At the top and still I’ve got
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| A heavy heart inside
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| I keep remembering
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| Things my Daddy told me as a child
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| You gotta walk the striaght and narrow
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| Gotta hold fast to the right
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| Gotta aim straight as an arrow
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| Walk onward toward the light
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| Oh, but when I’m out there in it
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| I think I might get by
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| But I don’t feel right livin' a lie
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| All the fame and fortune
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| Glory and prestige
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| Can’t make me happy if it goes
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| Against what I believe
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| And I’ve sacrificed my honor
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| My values and my pride
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| Livin' a lie — livin' a lie
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| Livin' a lie
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| Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, I don’t feel right |