| Someday we’ll have one extra coastline
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| We’ll tire of the Atlantic
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| By then we’ll be rid of your lot
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| A shot heard 'round the world will soon be shot, will soon be shot
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| 'Til then have some tea and tobacco
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| Hey Jenny meet your master
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| Be nice, show him kindness and such
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| Be kind to our master
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| But a feeling is a-brewing that we don’t need any masters
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| 'Cause we all can be a master and we all can be a king
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| We speak and we sing the way that you do
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| And showed you our hospitality on parade
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| But now we are we, we’re no longer you
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| Tara to that hospitality on parade
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| Today you’re going to find their descendants
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| In places all around you
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| You’re faced with the easiest task
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| How best to act a king when always treated like a king
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| Lunch counters, at banks and the theatre
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| Kind help right there to serve you
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| Men selling, and girls selling too
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| And everyone’s special
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| We all are someone special
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| Yes, we all are someone special
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| For we all are someone special
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| Where the customer is king
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| Whoever you are, whoever you bring
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| You’ll find that hospitality on parade
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| However you look, you’re always a king
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| Wherever there’s hospitality on parade
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| I’m special, you’re special
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| He’s special, she’s special
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| We’re all someone special
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| And I am the king
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| Whoever you are, whoever you bring
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| You’ll find that hospitality on parade
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| However you look, you’re always a king
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| Wherever there’s hospitality on parade
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| Whoever you are, whoever you bring
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| You’ll find that hospitality on parade
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| However you look, you’re always a king
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| Where ever there’s hospitality on parade |