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Hey, dont write yourself off yet.
it's only in your head, you feel left out.
or looked down on.
Just try your best, try everything you can.
dont you worry what they tell themselves.
When you're away.
It just takes some time,
little girl your in the middle of the ride,
everything, everything will be just fine.
Everything, everything will be alrite. (alrite)
Hey, you know their all the same.
You know you're doin' better on your own,
so don't buyy in.
Live right now, just be yourself.
It doesn't matter if it's good enough,
for someone else.
It just takes some time,
little girl your in the middle of the ride,
everything, everything will be just fine.
Everything, everything will be alrite. (alrite)
Woooohhh!
Hey, dont write yourself off yet.
it's only in your head, you feel left out.
or looked down on.
Just do your best, (do your best)
do everything you can (do everything you can)
dont worry what their bitter hearts,
are gonna' say.
It just takes some time,
little girl your in the middle of the ride,
everything, everything will be just fine.
Everything, everything will be alrite. (alrite)
It just takes some time,
little girl your in the middle of the ride,
everything, everything will be just fine.
Everything, everything will be alrite.
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Dawn sings in the garden
Phone sings in the hall
This boy's dead from two days life
Resurrected by the call
Penny here we've got to come
So come on round to me
There's so much, Penny, lying here
To touch, taste and tease
Ring-a-ding-ding-ding, I'm going down
I'm coming 'round
Penny's place a crummy room
Her dansette crackles to Jimi's tune
I don't care, I taste Ambre Solaire
Her neck, her thighs, her lips, her hair
Ring-a-ding-ding-ding, I'm going down
I'm coming 'round
All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time (there is no time)
Thirty minutes brings me round to
Her number 9
There she looks like a painting
Jackson Pollock's No. 5
Come into the forest and taste the trees
The Sun starts shining, and I'm hard to please
Ring-a-ding-ding-ding, I'm going down
I'm coming 'round
All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time (there is no time)
Thirty minutes brings me round to
Her number 9
To look down on the clouds
You don't need to fly
I've never flown in a plane
I'll live until I die
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