But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection

A freckle on the nose of life's complexion

The Cinderella or the shine apple of its eye

I gotta fly once, I gotta try once,

Only can die once, right, sir?

Ooh, life is juicy, juicy and you see,

I gotta have my bite, sir.

Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer"

I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer

Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade,

:D

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