| I want to be seen green
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| Wouldn’t be caught dead, red
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| 'Cause if you are seen green
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| It means you got mean bread
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| You’ve got to be seen green
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| To show that you’re stuff’s layed
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| If you’re not seen green
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| You better be wearing jade
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| Oh, you’ve got to be seen green
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| Don’t tell them your cupboard’s bare
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| That you gave up one week’s feed
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| To pay for your colored hair
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| Oh, oh, oh AN ANNOUNCEMENT FROM THE GREAT POWERFUL OZ:
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| I thought it over and green is dead
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| 'Till I change my mind, the color is red
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| EMERALD CITY RED:
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| I wouldn’t be seen green
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| Ooo! |
| Oo! |
| Oo! |
| Ah! |
| Ah!
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| I wouldn’t be caught dead
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| And if I’m caught at all
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| Then catch me in dead, red
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| Ooo!
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| You’ve got to be dead red
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| You’ve got to be real hot
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| So throw away those green gems
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| And wear rubies on your yacht
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| You’ve got to be dead, red
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| You’ve got to have flash and flair
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| And if you’re not seen red
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| Then you shouldn’t be seen nowhere
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| Ah!
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| How quickly fashion goes down the drain.
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| Last week when you all was wearin’pink
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| Already for me red was old.
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| The ultimate brick is gold.
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| That’s the new color, children
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| EMERALD CITY GOLD:
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| You got to be seen gold
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| Watch out for the new kind
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| You got to have old gold
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| Like some from a gold mine
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| You got to be wearin’gold
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| The twenty four carat kind
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| And once you’ve shined it up It should ought to make you blind, ah!
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| You got to be seen in gold
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| To show that you’re super slick
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| It helps to pay tips and tolls
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| It’s the ultimate yellow brick
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| It’s the ultimate
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| Gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Golden gold
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| Gold, gold, gold, gold
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| Gold! |