| Hey Mona Lisa, who was Leonardo?
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| Was he Andy Warhol?
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| Were you Marilyn Monroe
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| Hey Mozart, what kind of name is Amadeus
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| It’s kinda like Elvis
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| You gotta die to be famous
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| I may not go down in history
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| I just want someone to remember me
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| I’ll probably never hold a brush
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| that paints a masterpeice
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| Probably never find a pen
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| that writes a symphony
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| But if I will love then I will find
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| That I have touched another life
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| And that’s something
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| Something worth leaving behind
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| Hey Midas you say you have the magic touch
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| But even all that shiny stuff
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| Someday is gonna turn to dust
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| Hey Jesus it must have been some Sunday morning
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| In a blaze of glory
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| We’re still tellin' your story
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| I may not go down in history
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| I just want someone to remember me
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| I’ll probably never dream a dream
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| and watch it turn to gold
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| I know I’ll never lose my life
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| to save another soul
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| But, if I will love then I will find
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| That I have touched another life
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| And that’s something
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| Something worth leaving behind
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| Hey baby see the future that we’re building
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| Our love lives on in the lives of our children
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| And that’s something
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| Something worth leaving behind |