by Dean Friedman
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We never knew where we were bound.
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Just the same, we dashed our cups to pieces on the ground.
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And I just can't believe that we're both still around.
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It's a wonderful life.
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It's a wonderful life.
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When two unhappy people, trying to keep from harm,
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Turn around and find themselves in each other's arms,
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It's a wonderful life.
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And sometimes the trouble never seems to cease.
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And sometimes I feel just like a busted up valise.
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Then the thought of you sets my mind at ease.
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It's a wonderful life.
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It's a wonderful life.
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When two unhappy people, trying to keep from harm,
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Turn around and find themselves in each other's arms,
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It's a wonderful life.
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And how you brighten each and every day.
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With just a simple smile you chase my fears away.
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Who'd of thought a bum like me would have the guts to say…
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It's a wonderful life.
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It's a wonderful life.
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When two unhappy people, trying to keep from harm,
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Turn around and find themselves in each other's arms,
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It's a wonderful life.
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It's A Wonderful Life
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| Dean Friedman |
