| I think it’s all gonna work out
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| And I thought that yesterday and when I was sixteen
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| And both of those times it didn’t, but
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| I think it’s all gonna work out
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| Don’t need a blood moon or a horoscope to tell me
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| That this time will be different
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| A little drop of honey and the picture’s clearing up
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| Cup of coffee spilling over
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| Oh, cleaning all my cards
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| A pessimist by nature, but in you baby I trust
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| Oh, everything’s coming up Milhouse
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| (Mmm)
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| I think it’s gonna be good news
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| 'Cause you deserve it and we’re somewhat decent people
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| Or at least trying to be
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| And the world is awful and the ice caps they are melting
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| But today you bought me flowers
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| So, I’m choosing to believe
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| The future is a wishing well
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| And I’m gonna invest
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| Throw a couple of pounds in
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| Oh, lying on your chest
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| A pessimist by nature, but in you baby I trust
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| Oh everything’s, coming up Milhouse
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| Sorry it’s strange that I’m crying
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| Think it’s because you’re the one
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| I think it’s all gonna work out
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| And I thought that yesterday and when I was sixteen
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| And both of those times it didn’t
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| But a little drop of honey and a little glass of rain
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| Babe you’ll be surprised, how much a girl can change
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| A pessimist by nature, but in you darling I trust
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| Oh everything’s, coming up Milhouse |