| Standing by the elevator
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| Feeling gloomy and down
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| Waiting for the flashing light
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| To lift me up from the ground
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| Then the elevator opened
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| And I saw her standing there
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| She had to be a young executive
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| She looked so corporate and clean
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| And I thought I’d seen her somewhere before
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| On the cover of a magazine
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| I didn’t think she’d even look at me
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| Or bother to glance my way
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| But she actually smiled at me and said
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| Hi-ya handsome, have a good day
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| I must be dreaming if she looks at me
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| I gotta be dreaming, is it a fantasy
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| Now I’ve got positive emotions
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| Buzzing 'round every molecule in me
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| I gotta be dreaming, is it reality
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| But over and over I live that memory
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| Was it real or only a dream
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| La la la la
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| Was it my imagination playing tricks on me
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| When she looked my way
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| Maybe she took me for somebody else
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| Whatever it was, it made my day, hey hey
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| I wake up in the morning
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| Smiling with anticipation
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| Suddenly I feel alive
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| Face the world with expectation
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| I must be dreaming this world is a better place
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| Was my imagination playing tricks on me
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| Was it real or only a dream?
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| I see a great big sunset
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| Where only clouds used to be
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| Was it all an illusion, is it fantasy
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| If it’s just a dream
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| It’s good enough for me, yeah yeah
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| Waiting by the elevator
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| Feeling optimistic and keen
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| Waiting for my executive goddess
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| To appear as if in a dream
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| Then the elevator opened
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| She was talking to another guy
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| And I tried to say hello to her
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| But I failed to even catch her eye
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| Then everybody crowded inside
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| And I sadly stood my ground
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| Thinking life’s just like that elevator
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| It takes you up and brings you down
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| Was it only an illusion
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| Was it real or only a dream |