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I've found so many people like to smile a lot |
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Smile a lot 'cause they're having so much fun |
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Even when they know they're not |
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They'll wear some tiny little hat and they'll feel good |
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They'll feel good 'cause their hat is silly |
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And silly means that their time is good |
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I've learnt that indecision only brings no joy |
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So much joy to a fickle little world |
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That every night I do TV, film myself CCTV |
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And there's panic on the street when it's not around |
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So we go to all the traffic and children who live far away |
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On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay |
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When they go I am with them, but it won't be long |
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Godhopping for good times when everything starts to go wrong |
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Powder cake they wear their makeup veils |
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Veils that hide them underneath |
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Such sweaty perfume smells |
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High-healed they are always looking down |
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Down their confidence is |
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Struggling hard to get around |
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I've learnt that indecision only brings no joy |
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So much joy to a fickle little world |
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That every night I do TV, film myself CCTV |
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And there's panic on the street when it's not around |
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So we go to all the traffic and children who live far away |
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On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay |
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When they go I am with them, but it won't be long |
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Godhopping for good times when everything starts to go wrong |
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So we go to all the traffic and children who live far away |
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On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay |
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When they go I am with them, but it won't be long |
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Godhopping for good times when everything starts to go wrong |
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All the traffic and children who live far away |
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On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
