| Rachel, you never wear tights
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| Rachel, you’re fighting for your rights
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| Nobody can take you seriously
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| They say you’re still too young
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| And Rachel, you would have liked to be a guy
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| But it’s your life, it’s your own disguise
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| And it’s your right, it’s your own way to fight
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| Rachel is having little fun
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| Rachel hardly ever smiles
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| Nobody can understand what she carries in her mind
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| And Rachel is surrounded by a lie
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| But it’s your life, it’s your own disguise
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| And it’s your right, it’s your own way to fight
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| And it’s your choice, not their voice
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| Cause their pride won’t let them learn
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| And Rachel, do it any way you like
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| Cause you won’t dare
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| If they try to change your style
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| They screamed you were wrong
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| Now you don’t wanna be
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| That silent soul anymore
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| Rachel is feeling all the time
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| That people would rather turn their backs
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| But it’s her life, it’s her right
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| There’s little for real, she finally understands
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| And Rachel has found a little time to smile
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| Cause now she knows better what it’s all about
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| She feels strong, Rachel has a story of her own |