| Why be anxious of the things
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| That makes us sad
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| Why pamper life’s dilemmas
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| When it brings you down
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| And makes a downhearted fool out of you
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| Why live in despair
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| When you’ve gotta a lot of things in store
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| For tomorrow
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| I will make a happy day out of tomorrow
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| And I’ll sing an exhilarating song
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| For tomorrow
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| Why be down in the dumps
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| Hen a lot of people care
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| You maybe ordinary
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| But especially ordinary
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| And you’re just a stone- throw away
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| From being best you can be
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| Why live in the past
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| When you’ve gotta a lot of things in store
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| For tomorrow
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| I will make a happy day out of tomorrow
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| And I’ll sing an exhilarating song
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| For tomorrow
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| «Look into the eyes of the present
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| And anticipate the jollities and challenge
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| Tomorrow could bring
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| The past is unimportant
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| There’ll be time to recall the enigmatic
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| And beautiful process called Life
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| When you realize everything indeed
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| Do happen for a reason»
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| (Got a lot of things in store)
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| For tomorrow
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| I will make a happy day out of tomorrow
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| And I’ll sing an exhilarating song
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| For tomorrow… |
| (Got a lot of things in store)
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| For tomorrow…
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| (Let's all sing a happy song)
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| Tomorrow…
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| (Got a lot of things in store)
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| (Let's all sing a happy song)
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| (La, la, la, la, la, la, la…) |