You tell me that you don't like people
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You can only believe in yourself
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You pity all those who lack your higher breeding
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So I can see the reason you don't have anybody left
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Could it be the way you wear your fur on the inside
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Prefer not to go outside when the sky's way too blue?
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Tonight you grace us with all your inner presence
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While your back-handed compliments let the air out of the room
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Hey, don't rain on my parade and kill a perfect day, wasting my time
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Hey, you always find a way to bring me down when I feel fine
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We call you sunshine
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I'm just an angel that sits upon your shoulder
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Says the world will pass you over while you're waiting for a crown
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But you're no stranger to the art of how to fake it
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You play until you break it, you make it hard to be around
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Hey, don't rain on my parade and kill a perfect day, wasting my time
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Hey, you always find a way to bring me down when I feel fine
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We call you sunshine
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Someday you'll be up on your mountain
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High above the clouds where you can never be found
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But you start a fire just to beg for intervention
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You like the drama and attention, God forbid we bring you down
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Hey, don't rain on my parade and kill a perfect day, wasting my time
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Hey, you always find a way to bring me down when I feel fine
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Hey, don't rain on my parade and kill a perfect day, wasting my time
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Hey, you always find a way to bring me down when I feel fine
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We call you sunshine
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We call you sunshine
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Sunshine
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Court Yard Hounds |