| She believes the witches fly crazy 'cross the moon
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| She believes an angel hides in the corner of her room
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| She believes the ships come home singing from the sea
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| She believes in losers, oh, she believes in me
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| She believes a pot of gold marks the rainbow’s end
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| She believes a light will show the lonesome, homeward friend
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| She believes the weary soul one day will be free
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| She believes in losers, oh, she believes in me
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| Blow lightly wind so she can ride
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| Blow lightly wind and I will see her by and by
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| Away with the fools who tell her I am make believe
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| She believes in losers, oh, she believes in me
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| She believes in losers, oh
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| She believes in me
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| She believes in me
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| She believes in me |