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You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your face |
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And show the world all the love in your heart |
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Then people gonna treat you better |
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You're gonna find, yes, you will |
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That you're beautiful as you feel |
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Waiting at the station with a workday wind a-blowing |
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I've got nothing to do but watch the passers-by |
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Mirrored in their faces I see frustration growing |
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And they don't see it showing, why do I? |
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You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your face |
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And show the world all the love in your heart |
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Then people gonna treat you better |
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You're gonna find, yes, you will |
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That you're beautiful as you feel |
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I have often asked myself the reason for THE sadness |
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In a world where tears are just a lullaby |
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If there's any answer, maybe love can end the madness |
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Maybe not, oh, but we can only try |
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You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your face |
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And show the world all the love in your heart |
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Then people gonna treat you better |
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You're gonna find, yes, you will |
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That you're beautiful as you feel |
