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I could have a mansion |
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That is higher than the trees |
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I could have all the gifts I want |
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And never ask please |
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I could fly to Paris, oh, |
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That's at my beck and call |
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Why do I go through life |
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With nothing at all? |
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But when I dream, I dream of you |
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Maybe someday you will come true |
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I can be the singer |
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Or the clown in every room |
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I can even call someone |
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To take me to the moon |
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I can put my makeup on |
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And drive the men insane |
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I can go to bed alone |
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And never know his name |
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But when I dream, I dream of you |
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Maybe someday you will come true |
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But when I dream, I dream of you |
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Maybe someday you will come true |
