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69 lines
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Somebody once told me
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The world is gonna roll me
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I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
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She was looking kind of dumb
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With her finger and her thumb
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In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
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Well, the years start coming
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And they don't stop coming
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Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
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Didn't make sense not to live for fun
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Your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb
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So much to do, so much to see
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So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
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You'll never know if you don't go
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You'll never shine if you don't glow
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Hey now, you're an all star
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Get your game on, go play
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Hey now, you're a rock star
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Get the show on, get paid
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And all that glitters is gold
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Only shooting stars break the mold
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It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
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You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older
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But the meteor men beg to differ
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Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
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The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
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The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
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My world's on fire, how about yours?
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That's the way I like it and I never get bored
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Hey now, you're an all star
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Get your game on, go play
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Hey now, you're a rock star
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Get the show on, get paid
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All that glitters is gold
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Only shooting stars break the mold
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(Go for the moon, go, go)
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(Go for the moon, go, go)
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(Go for the moon)
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(Go, go, go for the moon)
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Hey now, you're an all star
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Get your game on, go play
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Hey now, you're a rock star
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Get the show on, get paid
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And all that glitters is gold
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Only shooting stars
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Somebody once asked
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"Could I spare some change for gas?
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I need to get myself away from this place"
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I said, "Yep, what a concept
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I could use a little fuel myself"
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And we could all use a little change
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Well, the years start coming
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And they don't stop coming
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Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
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Didn't make sense not to live for fun
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Your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb
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So much to do, so much to see
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So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
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You'll never know if you don't go (go!)
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You'll never shine if you don't glow
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Hey now, you're an all star
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Get your game on, go play
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Hey now, you're a rock star
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Get the show on, get paid
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And all that glitters is gold
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Only shooting stars break the mold
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And all that glitters is gold
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Only shooting stars break the mold
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