| fiyero:
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| the trouble with schools is they always try to teach the wrong
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| lesson
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| believe me, i’ve been kicked out
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| of enough of them to know
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| they want you to become less callow
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| less shallow
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| but i say: why invite stress in?
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| stop studying strife
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| and learn to life «the unexamined life»
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| Dancing through life
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| skimming the surface
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| gliding where turf is smooth
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| life’s more painless
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| for the brainless
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| why think to hard?
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| when its so soothing
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| dancing through life
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| no need to tough it when you can sluff it off as i do
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| nothing matters
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| but knowing nothing matters
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| its just life
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| so keep dancing through…
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| dancing through life
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| swaying and sweeping
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| and always keeping cool
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| life is fraught less
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| when you’re thoughtless
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| those who don’t try
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| never look foolish
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| dancing through life
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| mindless and careless
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| make sure your where less
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| trouble is rife
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| woes are fleeting
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| blows are glancing
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| when you’re dancing
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| through life…
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| so-whats the most swankified place in town?
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| Galinda:
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| that would be the Ozdust Ballroom
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| Fiyero:
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| sounds perfect.
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| Lets go down to the ozdust ballroom
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| we’ll meet their later tonight
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| we can dance till its light
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| find the prettiest girl…
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| give 'er a whirl
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| right on down to the ozdust ballroom
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| com on~~follow me you’ll be happy to be there…
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| all:
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| dancing through life
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| down at the ozdust…
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| Fiyero:
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| if only because dust is what we come to…
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| All:
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| nothing matters
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| but knowing nothing matters
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| its just life…
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| fiyero:
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| so keep dancing through…
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| Boq:
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| miss galinda- i hope you’ll save at least one
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| dance for me. |
| i’ll be right there. |
| waiting. |
| all night
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| Galinda:
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| oh- thats so kind. |
| but you know what would
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| be even kinder?
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| See that tragic’ly beautiful girl
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| the one in the chair
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| it seems so unfair
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| we should go on a spree
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| and not she
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| gee-
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| i know someone would be my hero
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| if that someone were
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| to go invite her…
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| Boq:
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| well, maybe-i could invite her!
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| Galinda:
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| Oh, boq, really?
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| you would do that for me?!
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| Boq:
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| i would do anything for you, miss galinda
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| Galinda:
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| so…
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| Fiyero:
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| so i’ll be picking you up around eight?
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| Galinda:
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| after all-
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| now that we’ve met one another…
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| fiyero and Galinda:
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| its clear- we deserve each other
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| Galinda:
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| you’re perfect…
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| Fiyero:
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| you’re perfect…
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| Both:
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| so we’re perfect together
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| born to be forever…
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| dancing through life…
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| Nessarose"
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| Oh elphaba- isn’t it wonderful?
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| Fin’lly, for this one night
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| i’m about to have a fun night
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| with this munchkin boy
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| galinda found for me and i only wish there were
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| something i could do for her
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| to repay her
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| elphaba see?
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| we deserve each other
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| and galinda helped it come true
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| we deserve each other
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| me and boq…
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| please elphaba, try to understand…
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| Elphaba:
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| i do…
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| Elphaba:
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| galinda listen nessa and i were talking about you
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| just now-
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| Galinda:
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| and i was just taling about you! |
| I thought you
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| might want to wear this hat to the party tonight!
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| It’s really, uh, sharp, don’t you think?
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| you know- black is this years pink
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| you deserve each other
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| this hat and you
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| you’re both so smart
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| you deserve each other
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| so here, out of the goodness of my heart…
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| Boq:
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| listen- nessa-
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| Nessarose:
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| yes?
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| Boq:
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| uh- nessa
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| i’ve got something to confess, a reason why, well-
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| why i asked you here tonight
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| now i know it isn’t fair…
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| Nessarose:
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| Oh, Boq, I know why.
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| Boq:
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| You do?
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| Nessarose:
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| it’s because i’m in this chair
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| and you felt sorry for me well- isn’t that right?
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| Boq:
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| No! |
| NO! |
| It’s because… because…
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| Because you are so beautiful!
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| Nessarose:
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| Oh, Boq, i think you’re wonderful!
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| and we desrve each other
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| don’t you see, this is our chance?
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| we deserve each other
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| Don’t we boq?
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| Boq:
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| you know what? |
| LETS DANCE…
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| Nessarose:
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| what?
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| Boq:
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| Let’s dance!
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| All:
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| Dancing through life
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| down at the ozdust
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| if only because dust
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| is what we come to and the strange thing:
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| your life could end up changing
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| whild your dancing
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| through! |