Don't be shy
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It'll get you nowhere
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I was shy
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And it got me nowhere
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And I feel like turning into a boy again
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When you're young
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Buckets don't have holes in
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Days are long
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And summer always rolls in
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bowls in
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And you feel like turning to the sky and crying
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"stay, stay, stay"
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And if the truth is what you want
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Then things aren't looking good
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There've been dreams in my life
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But they rot away like wood
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In a good year
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One or two may come true
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But dreams aren't really dreams are they
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Once they've come true
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They just vanish within you
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So don't be cold when a lover calls you
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Go to her, ask her to sing for you
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Adore you
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And she'll make you feel like you're a boy again
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For a moment that will pass
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For a moment that will pass
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Don't Be Shy
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| Fyfe Dangerfield |
