| If I should suddenly start to sing
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| Or stand on my head or anything
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| Don’t think that I’ve lost my senses
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| It’s just that my happiness finally commences
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| The long, long ages of dull despair
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| Are turning into thin air
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| And it seems that suddenly
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| I’ve become the happiest man alive
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| Things are looking up
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| I’ve been looking the landscape over
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| And it’s covered with four leaf clovers
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| Oh, things are looking up
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| Since love looked up at me
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| Bitter was my cup
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| But no more will I be the mourner
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| For I’ve certainly turned the corner
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| Oh, things are looking up
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| Since love looked up at me
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| See the sunbeams?
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| Every one beams just because of you
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| Love’s in session
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| And my depression is unmistakably through
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| Things are looking up
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| It’s a great little world we live in
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| Oh, I’m as happy as a pup
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| Since love looked up at me |