| Wild girl, you must have been a terror when you were young
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| Or your mamma must have let you run, let you run free
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| But it wasn’t very nice eating, eating all that sugar and spice
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| What they want a girl to be
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| And all the things a child learns on their way from hope to here
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| The innocence, the fury, the racism, the rage and fear
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| I don’t remember tell me again the part no one wants to hear
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| Well, that’s so many people’s story, a lot of heartache but not much glory
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| But glory, the truth be told tomorrow you are twenty one years old
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| I say happy birthday tomorrow to you
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| The only game in town
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| You can live your life with regret about the things you think you did wrong
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| Or over what someone would not give
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| Or you can be grateful when you open your eyes
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| The story you write, you live
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| Well, it’s hard to be older and poor, I don’t dig it that much anymore
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| But everyday of my life I’m so proud, so proud I became his wife
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| Because I got to raise Charlotte and Charlotte’s learning
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| The only game in town
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| Wild girl in a red dress, come on, speak up, say yes
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| This thing that makes you beautiful never comes out of a jar, yeah
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| You are a beautiful girl, you’re reaching out from your beautiful world
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| That is the daughter you are
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| Walk right and the real world knows it
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| 'Cause you bring it back down into the real world
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| Walk right up the real world knows it
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| You’ll bring it back down into the real world
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| Say take me back, baby
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| I just wanna make a dream come true
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| I came here to love somebody
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| I just wanna make my dreams come true
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| And I’m trying because trying is the only game
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| The only game, the only game in town |