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Wistful for disco We get a little misty remembering Menudo And all those old pros The Bay City Rollers and Pinky Tuscadero
It must be our breeding Call us like cattle, we come stampeding To the new romantics Everybody wants a love titanic And Tiger Beat keeps us on cue
It's true We were born to worship someone It's true, I do
Yeah, yeah, You You are my superstar And they know who You are You're never fading Yeah, You You are the only One by far Because You are never changing
Jacksons, Osmonds Got digested by the cult that caused them Abba, Poison Oh how the mighty, the mighty have fallen
Though You fell out of fashion And You never made the cover Of a rag like Hit Parader I could never love another When I tasted the bread And when I tasted of the wine I went blind to everything but how You shine
You are my Superstar You are my Superstar You are my Superstar You are my Superstar
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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