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People tell me |
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I'm far too obsessed but they don't |
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Understand how it feels to be me and |
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I won'tBe told by others what |
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I shouldn't like |
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I just feel right when |
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I let myself go |
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It can feel me with pride and excitement inside |
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Such a thrill to be filled with the joy and delight |
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How could anyone not feel the same? |
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Oh, they don't see... |
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That there is something on my mind |
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It is a world they leave behind |
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And it will always draw me closer |
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I want electric light |
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That flashes away |
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I want my heels sky high |
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I can't run away |
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And I say uhh, ahh and baby come play |
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And I know just why |
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I wanna stay' |
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Cause on a disco night everything is all right |
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All the time |
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I pretend to be into something |
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That I don't really like or connect with at all |
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Just to please someone's credible mind |
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But that ain't me' |
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Cause in my heart |
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I'm someone else |
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And it's been true since |
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I was twelve |
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And baby now |
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I'm singing my song. |
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I want electric light... |
