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She stops for coffee every morning, grabs the paper |
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While she's yawning, wishing she was still in bed |
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And though her cup is always full, the 8 a.m. express |
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Is leaving her without a choice to stay |
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But where does she go and who really knows |
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The girl deep inside? |
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The one she always tries to hide |
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Julie, Julie don't you know, you're riding on a carousel |
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That's going nowhere? ' |
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Round and 'round and 'round |
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When will it end? |
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Don't ever be afraid to ride upon |
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The biggest pony, open up the gates and let it carry you away |
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She works so hard without a break but every now and then |
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She dreams of all the lovely places she could go |
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She wonders if she will ever arrive and maybe then |
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She can escape from all the loneliness she feels inside |
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When will she learn that love that she yearns to find |
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Deep inside has always been there in her mind? |
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Julie Julie, don't you know you're riding on a ferris wheel |
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That's going nowhere? |
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Hold on tight, so worried you might fall |
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Don't ever be afraid to open up your eyes |
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So you can see tomorrow, let it go and you will fly away |
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Julie, Julie, don't you know you're riding on a carousel |
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That's going nowhere? ' |
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Round and 'round and 'round |
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When will it end? |
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Don't ever be afraid to open up your eyes |
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So you can see tomorrow, let it go and you will fly away |
