| I was meant for the stage,
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| I was meant for the curtain.
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| I was meant to tread these boards,
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| Of this much i am certain.
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| I was meant for the crowd,
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| I was meant for the shouting.
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| I was meant to raise these hands
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| With quiet all about me. |
| oh, oh.
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| Mother, please, be proud.
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| Father, be forgiven.
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| Even though you told me
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| 'Son, you’ll never make a living.' |
| oh, oh.
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| From the floorboards to the fly,
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| Here I was fated to reside.
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| And as I take my final bow,
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| Was there ever any doubt?
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| And as the spotlights fade away,
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| And you’re escorted through the foyer,
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| You will resume your callow ways,
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| But I was meant for the stage.
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| The heavens at my birth
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| Intended me for stardom,
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| Rays of light shone down on me
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| And all my sins were pardoned.
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| I was meant for applause.
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| I was meant for derision.
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| Nothing short of fate itself
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| Has affected my decision. |
| oh, oh.
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| From the floorboards to the fly,
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| here i was fated to reside.
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| And as I take my final bow,
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| Was there ever any doubt?
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| And as the spotlights fade away,
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| And you’re escorted through the foyer,
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| You will resume your callow ways,
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| But I was meant for the stage. |