| If Simon says, «Be glad today»
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| I surely do what Simon say
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| And if you’d like to see me smile
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| Then you’re in luck, 'cause that’s my style
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| My pretty bird up in the tree
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| I hear the song you sing for me
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| The sky’s fantastic, blue or grey
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| And here we are, alive today
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Hey!
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| The simple things, the lovely simple things
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| The sunset and the dawn, oh
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| The simple things, the lovely simple things
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| I could go on, and on, and on
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| For the simple pleasures are worth more than treasures
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| That your paper money ever bring
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| This song is old, this song is new
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| This song is me, this song is you
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| I like to play out in the rain
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| I like the sun to shine again
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| And again and again
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| Each day, so many things to see
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| And I’m so glad that I am me
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| And you, my friends, are pretty too
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| And I’m so glad that you are you
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| You are you, you are you
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| Ow!
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| The simple things, the lovely simple things
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| The sunset and the dawn, oh
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| The simple things, the lovely simple things
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| I could go on, and on, and on
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| For the simple pleasures are worth more than treasures
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| That your paper money ever bring
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| Ah, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo |