| Drop me off right here
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| I can go no further
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| It seems life’s too hard for you
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| How come I feel like hanging around to win
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| When it seems you always lose
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| When you’re stuck in the middle
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| With rejections again
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| It’s time to call your reject friends
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| And meet me at the bottom of the wishing well range
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| And talk about an hour of change
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| And it seems so bad
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| Yeah, it so bad
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| Can we rescue ourselves from the former lives we had?
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| Is it too late?
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| Is it game over?
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| Will it get better?
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| It’s better already
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| 'Cause
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| He lost it on the Fourth of July
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| He don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Things will never be the same 'cause
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| Willy’s eye is lame
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| Don’t throw sparklers or shoot them through the air
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| 'Cause you never know when it’s coming down
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| Breathtaking Soccer
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| Can be such a shocker
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| So try to get away somehow
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| When all you got is your bike
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| But Bike Rides are dumb
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| You gotta take a look inside
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| And find the secrets to life
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| Are down at the bottom
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| Of the underground waterslide
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| And it seems so bad
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| Yeah, it so bad
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| Can we rescue ourselves from the former lives we had?
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| Is it too late?
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| Is it game over?
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| Will it get better?
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| It’s better already
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| 'Cause
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| He lost it on the Fourth of July
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| He don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Things will never be the same 'cause
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| Willy’s eye is lame
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| Can we remember what we’ve got
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| Before we open our big mouths
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| To complain about the things we cannot change?
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| Instead of always asking why
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| At least you’ve got your two good eyes
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| We could try to find our zone
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| Or just sit and cry alone
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| Willy don’t got an eye
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| He lost it on the Fourth of July
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| Now he don’t got an eye
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| So don’t cry
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| Baby! |