| Will I ever be Olympia?
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| Will I ever be a girl like her?
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| Will I ever have to say the word
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| And instantly I’ll be adored?
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| Could I ever deign to have the look
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| Instead of have to read a book?
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| Will I ever be Olympia?
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| Will I ever be a girl like her?
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| And if ever there’s a will
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| There’s a place in Notting Hill
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| You can go and visit still
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| And if ever there’s a way
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| To find a hopeful ray
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| Will I find it out today?
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| Will I ever be Olympia?
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| Could I ever have a cat like her?
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| Could I ever lie around all day
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| Eating chocolate and marmalade?
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| Now it’s time to find the perfect world
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| Dress myself up like the perfect girl
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| Could I ever be Olympia?
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| Could I ever be in love like her?
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| In the chaos of our lives
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| Can we ever find the time
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| To cherish feeling fine
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| And in the aftermath of pain
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| Can the balance be regained?
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| Can we ever be the same?
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| And now, time to switch off
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| Sit down, turn the lights off
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| Lie back, treat this sofa like your own
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| Look out, here comes trouble
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| Look out, we’re in a muddle
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| Keep running 'til you find you’ve reached your home
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| Could I ever be Olympia?
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| In the chaos of our lives
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| Can we ever find the time
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| To cherish feeling fine
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| And in the aftermath of pain
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| Can the balance be regained?
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| Can we ever be the same? |