| He’s brilliant but he’s wasting away.
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| Not making the best of his gifts he’s striaght away.
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| He wants to grow up and not give in.
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| The fighting’s hard but the chance is thin.
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| This is where his brilliance kicks it.
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| Turn off your alarm clock.
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| Take off your watch.
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| Time has taken flight through the nearest window.
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| Turn off your inhibitions.
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| They serve as a restriction.
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| Lock the window. |
| Keep the breeze in. Keep time out.
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| verse 2 — scatting
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| Turn off your alarm clock.
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| Take off your watch.
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| Time has taken flight through the nearest window.
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| Turn off your inhibitions.
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| They serve as a restriction.
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| Lock the window. |
| Keep the breeze in. Keep time out.
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| So have a seat.
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| Take this impression down and leave it in your knees.
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| Shake shake.
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| Watch yourself go.
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| Take a bit of time to watch yourself.
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| Watch yourself go. |
| x3
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| Turn off your alarm clock.
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| Take off your watch.
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| Time has taken flight through the nearest window.
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| Turn off your inhibitions.
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| They serve as a restriction.
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| Lock the window. |
| Keep the breeze in. Keep time out.
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| by Camilla Miller |