Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
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Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
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Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade!
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Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to
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If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you
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Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade?
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I'll march my band out
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I'll beat my drum
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And if I'm fanned out
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Your turn at bat, sir
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At least I didn't fake it!
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Hat, sir?
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I guess I didn't make it!
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But whether I'm a rose of sheer perfection
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A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
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A cinder on the shiny apple of its eye
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I gotta fly once
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I gotta try once
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Only can die once
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"Right, sir?"
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Ooh, love is juicy, juicy and you see
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I gotta have my bite, sir!
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Get ready for me, love 'cause I'm a "comer"
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I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
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Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade! I'm gonna live and live now
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Get what I want I know how
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One roll for the whole shebang
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One throw that bell will go clang
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Eye on the target and wham
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One shot, one gunshot, and bam!
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Hey world, here I am!!!
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I'll march my band out
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I'll beat my drum
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And if I'm fanned out
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Your turn at bat, sir
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At least I didn't fake it!
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Hat, sir?
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I guess I didn't make it!
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Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a "comer"
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I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
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Nobody, no, nobody
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Is gonna rain on my parade!!!
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Don't Rain on My Parade {From Funny Girl}
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| Linda Eder |
