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Fine! |
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We could get robbed tonight or thrown under a bus |
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your favorite dog could die and the holidays are rough |
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you've got to nip those tragic feelings in the bud |
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you've got to nip those tragic feelings in the bud |
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you talk it over with your roommates |
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you talk it over with your moms |
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I cry and listen to Beyonce |
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Single Ladies is my favorite song now |
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and I think I'm gonna be fine |
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I'm gonna be good now |
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I'm gonna be everything I always wished I could now |
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I'm gonna be awesome |
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i'm gonna be sure |
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I'm gonna be everything you asked me for and more |
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but I could not be, |
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I could not believe it when I saw |
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you on that subway platform talking down to me |
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and I could not be making that much sense |
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but I'm getting it all out |
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and I hear that's the first step |
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to being fine |
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you're gonna be fine |
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you're gonna be tip top shape |
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and tapping toes |
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and fly |
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you're gonna act awesome |
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and self assured |
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we're gonna seem |
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contemplative, nonchalant and bored |
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and if anybody tries to tell you differently |
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you tell them to come over and talk to me |
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'cause I don't even know you |
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but I'd take you home with me |
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just to show you all the things |
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in the world that you could be |
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including fine |
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I'm gonna be fine |
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I'm gonna be good now |
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I'm gonna start acting the way I know I should now |
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and then I'll be awesome |
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and then I'll be sure |
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and then I'll be everything you asked me for and more |
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but excuse me, if I don't want you there |
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to share in my new attitude |
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excuse me, I think that I might fly |
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but it's alright |
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it's just 'cause I |
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realized I'm gonna be fine |
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you're gonna be fine |
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we're gonna be fine |
