| We were so tiny
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| Happy and shiny
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| Playing tag and getting chased
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| Singing and clapping
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| Laughing and napping
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| Baking cookies, eating paste
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| Then we got bigger
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| That was the trigger
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| Like the Huns invading Rome
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| Welcome to my school
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| This ain't no high school
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| This is the Thunderdome
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| Hold your breath and count the days
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| We’re graduating soon
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| College will be paradise
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| If I'm not dead by June
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| But I know, I know
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| Life can be beautiful
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| I pray, I pray
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| For a better way
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| If we changed back then
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| We could change again
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| We can be beautiful
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| Just not today
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| Things will get better
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| As soon as my letter
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| Comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown
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| Wake from this coma
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| Take my diploma
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| Than I can blow this town
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| Dream of ivy-covered walls
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| And smoky French cafes
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| Fight the urge to strike a match
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| And set this dump ablaze
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| But I know, I know
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| I know life can be beautiful
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| I pray, I pray
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| I pray for a better way
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| We were kind before
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| We can be kind once more
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| We can be beautiful
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| Just not today
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| And I know, I know
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| Life can be beautiful
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| I pray, I pray
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| For a better way
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| We were kind before
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| We can be kind once more
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| We can be beautiful
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| Just not today
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| Why do they hate me?
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| Why don't I fight back?
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| Why do I act like such a creep?
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| Why won’t she date me?
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| Why did I hit him?
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| Why do I cry myself to sleep?
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| Somebody hug me
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| Somebody fix me
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| Somebody save me
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| Send me a sign, God
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| Give me some hope here
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| Something to live for
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| Ah, Heather, Heather, and Heather
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| I love Heather, Heather, and Heather
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| And you know, you know, you know
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| This could be beautiful
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| Mascara, maybe some lip gloss
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| And were on our way
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| Get this girl some blush
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| And Heather, I need your brush
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| Let's make me beautiful
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| Let's make her beautiful
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| Let's make her beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Okay? |
| Okay!
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| Out of my way, geek
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| I don't want trouble
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| You're gonna die at 3 p.m
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| Don't you dare touch me
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| Get away, pervert
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| What did I ever do to them?
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| Who could survive this?
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| I can't escape this
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| I think I’m dying
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| And you know, you know
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| You know life can be beautiful
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| You hope, you dream
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| You pray and you get your way
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| Ask me how it feels
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| Looking like hell on wheels
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| My God, it’s beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| I might be beautiful
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| And when you're beautiful
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| It’s a beautiful fricking day |