| Everybody happy?
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| Yeah, me too, that makes a thousand of us
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| All my life I’ve dreamed of standing right here
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| So I can tell you
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| There’s certain things in your life that are important
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| More than anything
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| One is the air you breathe
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| The water you drink, the food you eat
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| Your family
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| And just as important of all that, just as important
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| Are a little thing called dreams
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| Everybody has to have a dream
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| It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter how big your dream is
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| Or how small your dream is, it doesn’t matter
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| Maybe your dream is to go to the moon, okay
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| But you have to have a dream
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| And you have to have something to reach for
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| And something to keep trying for to make you happy
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| Maybe your dream, like my mother just wanted a little piece of land
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| In the back of your house, where you can grow a garden
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| And have beautiful tomatoes every year, man that makes me happy
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| To be that simple
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| You just gotta have your dream
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| All my life, I’ve dreamed of doin' what I’m doin' right now, okay?
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| And I’m here to tell you
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| Chasing your dream is great. |
| Doesn’t get any better
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| Except maybe, living your dream
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| 'Cause when you live your dream
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| It doesn’t get any better than this
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| Well, your world turns black and white
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| Your pictures in an empty room
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| Your love starts fallin' down
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| Better change your tune
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| And reach for the golden ring
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| Reach for the sky
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| Spread your wings
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| And get higher and higher
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| Straight up we’ll climb
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| Higher and higher
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| Leave it all behind
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| Run, run, run away
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| Like a train runnin' off the track
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| The truth gets left behind
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| Fall between the cracks
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| Standin' on broken dreams
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| Never losin' sight
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| Spread your wings
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| And get higher and higher
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| Straight up we’ll climb
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| Higher and higher
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| Leave it all behind
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| Now baby, dry your eyes
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| Save all the tears you’ve cried
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| Oh, that’s what dreams are made of
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| Oh, and baby, we belong in a world that must be strong
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| And that’s what dreams are made of, whoo
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Let’s get higher and higher
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| Straight up we’ll climb, whoo
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| Let’s get higher and higher
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| Let’s leave it all behind
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| We’ll get higher and higher
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| Who knows what we’ll find?
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| Now baby, dry your eyes
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| Save all the tears you’ve cried
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| Oh, that’s what dreams are made of
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| Oh and baby, we belong in a world that must be strong
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| Whoa, that’s what dreams are made of
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And in the end
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| On dreams we will depend
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| Whoa, that’s what love is made of
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| I’ve got my dreams
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| We’ll always have our dreams, yeah
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| Oh, dig it now, baby
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| Well, I’ve been to Rome, Dallas, Texas
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| Man, I thought I’d seen it all, oh
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| Around the world, searchin' every corner
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| Man, I thought I’d hit the wall
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| There’s a sleepy town south of the border
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| You go there once, you’ll be there twice
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| Lots of pretty girls comin' down there by the dozen, whoo
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| White sand sure make a tan look nice
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| We can crash on the beach
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| You know I wanna make love in the sea
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| Gonna try a little dance, the Cabo Wabo
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| It’s alright by me
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| Come on, let me take you down
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| I will show you all around, down in Cabo
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| Let me take you down
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| Face down in Cabo, kissin' the ground
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| Damn, we love you people |