| You think it’s like in fairy tales and books
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| How the earth stops
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| And the clouds part
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| And the handsome prince falls right into your lap
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| And you’re kaput
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| You melt like cheese
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| But really, please!
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| Here’s what they never tell you
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| You never really know
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| You get a feeling
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| Feel a something
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| Take a breath and go
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| There’s no big crazy moment
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| Instead it’s bit by bit
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| You’ll make him laugh, he’ll make you soup
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| The shoe begins to fit
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| And what they never tell you;
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| You choose if he’s the one
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| He’s not a prince
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| He’s just a man
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| When all is said and done
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| 'Cuz no one is that perfect
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| Life is not that neat
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| So take a chance
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| And take his hand
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| And jump with all four feet
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| You can’t live expecting your life to be Snow White or Cinderella
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| Where everything is pretty and pink and pretend
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| Just go and write your own story
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| With your best friend
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| And let a mother tell you
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| Marriage goes like this;
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| You have your spats
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| You have your doubts
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| You swing, you hit, you miss
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| But ask me if its worth it
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| Would I do it all again?
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| When I think of my girls |
| And I quell from my life
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| And I look at my Murray from so long ago
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| Sweetheart
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| Then you’ll really know |