| She moves with the fayre
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| All pinked up in baby blue
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| She wanders there stare
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| Too classy for the juggler’s tune
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| And what is wonderful
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| What a joy of mind
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| There’s so much more
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| I’ve yet to find
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| She badly wants that part
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| And what it is I can’t tell you
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| What exactly is in her heart
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| There’s part of me that don’t wanna know
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| And what’s wonderful
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| Oh still a mystery
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| What a joy to find
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| I still believe
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| And so before
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| He closed his eyes
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| Remembered things
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| At bridge of sighs
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| She’s a wonder in a world
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| That’s all pimped up in shocking blue
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| And what a way to start
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| Growing up in a world so cruel
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| But she’s wonderful
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| She’s a joy of mind
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| And there’s so much more
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| I’ve yet to find
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| To a place, to a place
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| Where nothing awaits |