(John Phillips)
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You were a shooting star, weren't you,
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'Till moon dust came along and burned you?
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You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
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You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
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Across the milky way, waving -
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You know your heart is worth saving.
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You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
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You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
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Your name in northern lights, glowing;
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You know your mind is worth blowing.
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You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
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Shooting Star
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| The Mamas & The Papas |
