| And while we’re here, let’s celebrate our life
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| Let’s treat each other nice, let’s spread the wealth around
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| Not bring each other down, it’s enough to live a life
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| We love and then we die
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| And while we’re young, let’s run around the town
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| Let’s learn and feel around, let’s fall and break a bone
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| It’s okay to be alone, it’s okay to make mistakes
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| They’re ripples in our wake
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| Uh, duh, duh
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| And when we’ve grown some children of our own
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| Not to do as they’re told and not for us to hold
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| We guide them in their stride, we let them shape their lives
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| With love until we die
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| 'Cause when we’re old, we’ll laugh and reminisce
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| The scars and what we miss, our hair will fall or fade
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| Let’s not be made of jade
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| It’s enough to live a life, with love and then to die
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| Oh, oh, oh, whoa
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| While you dance, just remember that you’ll never be alone
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| That you’ll never fade, you’ll only carry on
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| You can let it go, it never made your way
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| And while you’re here, don’t forget to help your neighbor when they’re low
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| Why not live to love and humble as you grow?
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| So when you finally go, they’ll cherish what you made
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| Whoa, oh, oh |