| I see that look of old
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| Good tidings they are comin'
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| Wake up that pretty face
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| And tell me all that you know
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| Just see the difference now
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| You’re back in front of the show
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| Such a big deal
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| How does it feel?
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| The world is watchin' you
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| Your troubles now are over
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| Just see the people stare
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| They love you, don’t you know?
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| You drive a Thunderbird
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| To every single show
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| If you gotta go
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| Go now
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| And when you cry
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| All the world will cry
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| If you should laugh
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| Well, they’ll all fall down
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| You’d better make it soon
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| Oh, your sins have been forgivin'
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| When you start fallin'
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| There is no one there to hold
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| You trade your life in for a bag of shiny gold
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| With something to hold
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| Something to hold
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| And when you cry
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| All the world will cry
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| If you should laugh
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| Well, they’ll all fall down
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| Nothing is better than
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| Going home without a reason
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| I look into the sky
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| And see the reason for life
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| Everyone’s born to die |