| I will say it again
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| 'Cause there’s beauty in repetition
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| And there’s a beautiful end
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| But my mind makes that decision
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| And there’s a girl in the mirror and a woman on my shoulder
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| Back in a minute and she’s five years older
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| I wonder what to say to her
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| I question where I wanna be
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| I stop judging her
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| I tell her who I wanna be
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| I look, I breathe, I feel like a woman, ooh
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| I look, I breathe, I feel like a woman, ooh
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| Like a woman, ooh
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| Just a little bit of power
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| On an open stage
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| Oh, we water it to flower
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| And then skip to the blossom phase
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| There’s a girl inside saying this is the wrong move
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| Ooh, but there’s a woman inside saying this is the truth
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| I wonder what to say to her
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| I question where I wanna be
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| I stop judging her
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| I tell her who I wanna be
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| I look, I breathe, I feel like a woman, ooh
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| I look, I breathe, I feel like a woman, ooh
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| Like a woman, ooh
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| Like a woman, ooh
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| I look, I breathe, I feel like a woman, ooh
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| I look, I breathe, I feel like a woman, ooh
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| Just a little bit of power
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| Like a woman, ooh
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| Just a little bit of power
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| Like a woman, ooh
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| Just a little bit of power
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| Like a woman, ooh
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| Oh, we water it to flower
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| Like a woman, ooh |